If tears were made of fire
And they could burn you blind
I've lost my sight
And now I'm no longer fine
If love was all it took
To make you cry
It's passing is all I need
Just about enough to make me die
If you was all I asked
For life to be fulfilled
Why is it when you've come and gone
I feel like I've been killed?
Love you, hate you. What's the difference?
Both hurts.
Name: Abdul Aziz bin Mohamed Ali Age: 22 Horoscope: Aries Birthdate: 04/04 Location: Bedok Reservoir Road, Singapore Email: tarzan04042001@hotmail.com
Born muslim. Dying a muslim. About me: I'm young, quiet, lonely and eternally bored. A constant loner lost in a sea of friends. I've little to offer in material wealth and emotional support. My E.Q and I.Q borders upon the average, making me the averagest Joe(Aziz) you could find around.
I'm constantly plagued by lonely quietness and I easily silence people around me. I'm out of sync with the world and I reverberate with a humming tune that's out of harmony with the universe. I, am an extra-terrestrial native of this universe.
Born alone, living alone, and dying alone. A living, breathing lonely soul. My love for music and games keeps me from dying from boredom. My love for philosophy leaves me constantly craving for more knowledge. And as long as my mother shall live, so shall my belief in love continue to exist.
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