Cons of Consciousness

I’ve no answers to why I sit down before my keyboard and type. There’s a compulsive urge for spilling my thoughts that I can’t help but give a form. I guess I am securing myself some sanity. Whatsoever, I produced a good, dark cup of coffee minutes before, but that has already turned cold. The... Continue Reading →

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At your will

Promises are cancerous. I don't make any of them. Stay, but, that I'll say. Stay for a few more cups. Stay for some more time. Let's kill time, and age together. Let's draw lines in hours. Stay, If you're wondering what is behind the black of our eyes. I also don't know what, but stay,... Continue Reading →

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