Drunk Rambling II

Another thing i wrote when i was smashed

Do you know the loneliest part of ourselves?

Being a mere spectator to the medley of memories in our mind...it is also our loveliest and most beautiful part of living...the kaleidoscope of the moments when we actually loved, preserved in technicolour and sepia with us the lone applauder

one more...

Its a breadcrumb sin world and all i want to do is lie on my back, stare at the inky dark sky and wait for a shooting star...

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