The first gift i ever recieved was the gift of life..
Being able to be born without any worries or loss of any lives.
That was my first gift
And i am grateful

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Have you ever been able to feel the emotions of everyone else like it was yours??
Well everynight is different..
Different emotions and different people ..
And you have to feel them all..
Their pain, their sorrow, their joy ,their hatred .. All of it!
And everynight is different

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I wish i could hold you like the way Hades holds persephone..
Tight in his arms and not letting her out of his sight
I wish i could hold you like the way the water traps the reflection of the moon at night keeping you enclosed in my arms

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'Have you heard of the devils son?'

'yes? Whats wrong?'

'He's here..And he wants You.'

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Imagine that one book in the library that you really want to read but its forbidden?
Thats how my life is..
Its a book that everyone else except me can read.
The letters and characters inscripted there some known ,some unknown...
And the book ends as soon as i close my eyes forever.
Still not able to get hold of the forbidden book

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Hey guys!!!
Who missed me??
Wait let me Rephrase that question...

Who noticed i was gone??
Of course no one did..

No one cared if the latter had found herself trapped in the walls of her broken mind.

No one cared if the latter was held captive by those devious men blinded with lust.

No one cared if the latter was even breathing.. Or maybe she was buying oxygen from the hospital to sustain herself.

No one cared if she was bed ridden..
No one cared.

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Being a good fighter , is'nt all about knowing how to fight or how fast your reflexes are..
Its about how long you can keep up , how long you can sustain and how long you can survive

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The ones when even when im planning to do something stupid and theyd just say 'just this once'
The type i allow are those that could ride with me to hell and back
The type i allow are those who would see my as a friend and not a competitor
But i guess these types are rare right??

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with the new day comes new blessings
With the new day comes new goals
With the new day comes new reasons worth living for.
Happy sunday

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My mission in life is to be known, to achieve all my dreams.. To be an important person..
That even if i wither away tomorrow like flowers , my name will still be on peoples lips.
I want to make a name for myself, for my generation.
Is that too much to ask?

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