Treasure Island

villager gulabo

(village)

I choose death


Psycho, at times, and good
i loved it both,

But useless it seems now
when itz of no use,

Still facing life,
When it is showing hell
I wanna live
when it is showing death
i wanna reverse time
when death is so near to me,

Missing chances of life
i have chosen death,

Miss calculation leading to vagueness
Clarity gives way to the death Knell,

-always love you...vl always miss you...

Submitted: Friday, August 21, 2009

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