They fill the gaps. They create gaps. They do not have any taste. Yet you feel them when they're there. They accompany you. But they leave you lonely. All around you. But not quite there. Spaces. chanel handbags Everywhere. Surrounded. Yet more isolated.
Written upon the shadows of doubt and belief...the
spirit of the dark
Labels: emotions, personal musings, poetry
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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