Made of a fabric of nonexistence,
I am a thought,
That none,
Has ever thought of.
I've fallen off,
Many a mind,
With nothing,
That I could hold on to.
Like a feather I've fallen,
Trying to give stones wings,
Ending up flying,
Successfully downwards.
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1 year ago
3 comments:
:)
Surreal, but very nicely so!
Hmmm, very delicately sad, and yet I somehow find confidence hiding behind the sad lines :)..
I shall second usha ma'm I guess :)
oh my god!!!
i believe this is one of the best, and the purest piece of thought!!!
it is just perfect!!
simply wonderful!!!
wonderfully done!!!
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