My mind bends like a bow; my heart feels heavier and larger.
My body feels warm, my breath unsteady.
All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right….
Its isn’t depressing, it doesn’t make me any happier either...
It just lingers on and on… unstoppable!
And that’s the worst part.
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Minakshi said…
It's called adaptation...
October 2, 2008 at 10:47 AM
reema said…
no...it isnt abt adaptation!... u dont no wat m talkin abt!
October 2, 2008 at 7:41 PM
Akash Verma said…
is it called "absolute boredom'??? lol
October 2, 2008 at 11:02 PM
little boxes said…
"All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right…"
beautiful.
almost feels like deja-vu
p.s:can i blogroll you?
October 2, 2008 at 11:27 PM
reema said…
@akash: sorry cannot agree...
@lilboxes: ofc u can...
October 3, 2008 at 12:30 AM
Akash Verma said…
hmmm....do i get like 4 choices...and a 50-50...and jaanta ka poll kind of options here???
October 3, 2008 at 12:40 AM
reema said…
@akash:i wud nt reply 2 dat... all m gonna say....is dat tho i produce adulterated, meaningless and highly objectionable content... i really love mah posts 2 much...
no playing games
no littering....
October 3, 2008 at 12:45 AM
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