Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Mesmerise Sins

Elucidation in profusion, this sanity minding what your desire. Of a good breeding, she would brawl come what may, morbid archangel, Helen of Troy. Soothing forlorn Amazon, soothing my soul. It’s a labyrinth in life. Condensed with tutelary deity of heaven.


In this demented world, mirror doesn’t always reflects the truth. Hues of lights. Rays of harrumph. Not a shattered dream. Family values, orphanages, parishioners are the playing fields. Quintessence of kind essences.

You, the actress of midnight dreams and you, an epitome of all things beautiful.


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Dear God, the waiting is almost over. As I bask in sweet halvah nirvana, forgive the souls that bleed, bless thy souls good deed.