Between my shadow and my soul


I practise in front of the mirror. Conjure up my most horrible memories. And they stare back at me, clear, unblinking, victorious.

But when it happens (and it always does),
They swell like bulbous poisonous mushrooms, oozing out stinging venom...

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KimyaShafinaaz May 26, 2009 at 9:59 PM  

love it! more than jus for fun :P

Zeeshan Sattar May 28, 2009 at 8:17 AM  

just wanna add here,

“Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.”

Nooj May 28, 2009 at 11:35 AM  

Ms Renowned Author u are too kind :)

Zee- ta for visit. word!