A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret suffering, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and cries escape, they sound like beautiful music. | Kierkegaard
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Sunday, November 14, 2010
FOR YOU
I am not demonstrative, i am even rebellious but I care just that is what my style, I don’t paint, I write my words on paper and transform them into poetry where it really matters, I find inspirations from friends and personal experience, If you happen to be in my Poetry it doesn’t mean i am obsess with you, it simply means that I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else, who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t............
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