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26 September 2014

I, me, Myself...!!

My eyes are being attracted to something so as to my mind.
In a wind of rust, made me blind...!!

All the fingers pointed at me.
All the eyes off me.
All the love away from me.
All the good dead in me.
All the blood sucked off me.
All the people far from me.

From then,
I am loving me,
as i am being me.

I am gona remain me.
and i shall die as me, myself.