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When you write at midnight, overcome with the days happenings, tired and hardly making sense, you are in a drunk state, totally truthful, and everything that has been welled up inside just bursts out in it's pure form. This is trance writing. I hope you understand and appreciate the honesty. Do let me know your opinion - Hiral.
Plan of Destiny
Come at peace with it
Accept it
Subduing me complaints as much as possible
No matter how much it pains me
It wont happen
Because it isn't supposed to
It is not my plan to let it be
It's the plan of destiny
Maybe in a different time
In a different place
Before everything changed
But as for now
I wouldn't let fantasies cloud my sanity
We can never be friends
Just familiar strangers
Nothing else
I don't need more
I have accepted
The plan of destiny
7 comments:
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one of your best
Loved it and ignored the end part
and i have already dealt enough philosophy to you to write more here :P
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All those who I would like to be friends with but can't : )
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Should I delete the end part?
I just got annoyed with the seriousness so added that :p
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I loved the last few lines !! I really loved them !!
Please don't delete them ! When you right something, you speak your heart out..that makes writing special ! Cheers !
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Thanks you so much : )
Those lines I deleted already though, the last part you read here is my favourite too : )
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Just have had an epiphany that we know how small of this world. There are so many people we may never meet, but only can hope for having a lot of beautiful memories with whom we meet. And the last part is my favorite too.
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Who is this dedicated to? :O
Nice poem btw :).
I loved the title :)