there's nothing much to do.
i hear paper being cut.
incessant chatter drowned by the televisions own babbling...
i stay here.
my body's here.
and yet, my heart's not in sync with the tune.
About Me
- barbs
- i am: a poem. a song. a sonnet.student of life.dangerously charming.reluctant hearthrob.wicked softie. poet in recluse,writer at heart.sportswriter in perpetuity.grounded romantic.reformed caffeine addict.photojournalist wannabe.closet diva.digs poetry readings.coffee talks.museum talks.nights on Bora beach.Neruda disciple.Coelho fan.frustrated rockstar.miffed painter.teacher.mentor.coach.counselor.sister.friend.
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