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Wonder if the publisher would print it such, or would someone read it the way it is written. Spaced out, each letter apart? Wouldn't that be a warm warm feeling? Of being read the way it was written? :)
Hope that lingers and smothers to make me live and then die each passing moment to do it again and then yet again for what it is, to say like mirage....
superb!!
ReplyDeleteThankyou!
DeleteI hear you...
ReplyDeleteAnd still, what is there if we lose all hope?
ReplyDelete/Avy
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Then there is closure, which I seek the most right now.
DeleteThe chest sure feels heavy now, Vinati! Nice composition:)
ReplyDeleteRetain that hope. For later.
ReplyDeleteWonderful use of words!
I'm tired of this fucking hope.. It really sucks, you know! :(
Deletei feel this. love your blog xx
ReplyDeleteThank you Chrystal
Deletewhat power in those lines!
ReplyDeleteYou know I was here first, this post when no one was around. And then I got stuck in that word and s
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y, I'm here, again.
Wonder if the publisher would print it such, or would someone read it the way it is written. Spaced out, each letter apart? Wouldn't that be a warm warm feeling? Of being read the way it was written? :)
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Undoubtedly!
DeleteA smart publisher would not alter the style and a smart reader would not rush through that word. :)
Hope that lingers and smothers
ReplyDeleteto make me live and then die each passing moment
to do it again and then yet again
for what it is, to say
like mirage....
Sucks sucks sucks! Going through this time. I know that feel.
ReplyDeleteIt will get over. Stay strong! :*
Deletemore than just beautiful
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