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TIMELESS THOUGHTS

Time squeezed out every tear from my eye
tasted every drop of my blood
and sucked out every breath of my lungs
         --- yet I live on....
Spate of tears descend down my parched cheeks,
tears that have their origin not from
the eye of the flesh
but from the inner that is
the eye of the mind.
My heart's frozen
         ---yet I live on.....
My blood has turned to rust,
reality is piercing my eyes
I'm in chains of my own sorrows
There seems no place to go
as its time to kiss the ground.
         ---yet I live on...
I want to be in a world where
reality is a mockery and madness a virtue
where I'll be free from desires...
No distorted images, no crushed emotions,
no bleeding souls, just illusions of a perfect world.

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