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Wednesday, July 21, 2010 / 10:34 PM
persona The days have been long with the nights unbearably short. It's like the stars cease to twinkle in the night sky even though they are just burning rocks. Even burning rocks can be called stars. Wonder if that is a praise or euphemism? Sometimes people tend to want more than they can actually stomach. Even if they are at the brink of death or point of no return some desist and continue. She slaps on more make up and smiles to the crowd, ever being so endearing and popular, but shuts every window and every door. He leans forward and blows your mind with words and imagination, but somehow being rooted to the ground and being clear headed stops the channels of communication. Maybe you need some special glasses. He changes his hairstyle and glasses, and makes fun of you. Switches between being caring to being downright despicable, shooting arrows of sarcasm and acid laced stares towards you. She alternates personalities, being a wonder woman of all sorts, amazes you with the tricks up her bubble sleeves. Oh boy we could go on and on with each persona. |
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