Saturday, December 12, 2009

The day after FC

I got up like every other day hoping that dreams become realities

Walked out of room to find barely filled places, deserted lounges, locked rooms and empty corridors

Those iron structures started melting, ever for the first time in the history they broke down

thanks to the liveliness of the people in the academy, many of whom left

I felt I am very strong
But in the end I discovered it otherwise and started imitating.......

My heart is so porous and mind u friends your absence is piercing it

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Life is a train
At times it moves, at times it doesn't
When it moves it can be fast or slow
At times it stops at lively places and at times at deserted places
You may be alone or you may have a group
You like people around you or you may not

But you keep missing those who deboarded all along your journey