2009
03.14

Grip, Ungrip. Contain, Refrain.

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Look around. See the mess. Regress. Don’t confess.
Lead me to the edge. No need to show it to me. I feel disgusted.
Lie to me.

Denial. That what it’s all about.
False notions. False promises. More lies.
Mislead.

Burn. Hot in hell. This place it is.
Eat my mind. I’ve given up.
Burn. Fade. Die.

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    vicky said: 2009.03.15 05:23

    wonderin wat u were doin at 3:56 pm yesterday…2 have penned this down…lol

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    Lovell said: 2009.03.15 05:43

    This is what I feel about this country.

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    Sasidhar said: 2009.03.15 09:41

    There’s beauty in everything too. I enjoy looking around the mess sometimes, with loud music playing … the rush, people wandering around like lost zombies going from one place to the other, living a life of monotony, and a few meters away a bird sits on a wire, and it seems like it’s trying to understand why people do these things. It gives up, and flies away.

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    Lovell said: 2009.03.15 09:47

    Sexyraju.. U need a drink.. I don’t find any of this chaos exciting.

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    Swetha said: 2009.03.15 17:24

    @Sasidhar : What a load of crap !! does this have to do anything with http://ageekstory.com/sketch/mood/
    @ Lovell : Do you think we can clean up the place?? :O

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    Lovell said: 2009.03.16 04:52

    Ballz to this place man. I gave up long back.
    I’m the most unpatriotic guy in this country!!!

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    Afrin said: 2009.03.31 16:40

    You’re better off in India rather than being in a place where you’d get shot if you as much as reveal the skin on your ankle.

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    Lovell D'souza said: 2009.04.01 02:03

    Er, as I said.
    I don’t even care what goes on here..

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