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Sunday, January 25, 2009


Once you lose hope
you start to lose everything.

At first,I didn't believe it.But after all this serious shit, I know. It was those days when each and everyone of us were supporting each other not to give up.Crossing fingers waiting for miracles will happen,if we wait long enough. And now, everyone knows that nothing is gonna change.Shits don't turn to flowers.Grass can't become sky.Denial can be such a determined thing.We block out everything, everyone that could make us see the truth.We wanted to be the better few,years back but now,we don't even want to part of them or have anything to do with them.The eight of us,we gave up.It was slow and enjoyable death,I'll say.Don't they have lethal injection?
Boxer,the hardworking horse was eventually sent to the knackers in the end.
On that fateful day, we tried to escape but failed.And we vomited everything out- not everything actually. With all those crying shits and what not.Hah, now,BULLSHIT.

Promise after promise.Letdown after letdown.

The eight of them were drowning and eventually they swam up to the surface of water, to breathe. But even before they manage to get a breath,they were dunked all the way down by the others.They tried several times,and the whole vicious cycle repeats again.They are floating around aimlessly in the sea, strong currents pushing each and everyone of them around.As you are reading this,they are still in the sea, awaiting for their death.

What would you do if you were one of them?
What will their fate be? Let's wait.