Máquina

Don't you bleed? How many years has it been? The wound looks fresh, the flesh is Glowing! Who are You? How can you stick to a schedule like a Pro? How can you be so Insensitive? What are you made of? Does that not Hurt you? How heartless can you be? Don't you have a... Continue Reading →

7 Long Years

She came running to my room, My body went numb when I saw her eyes getting moist, She cried before Me, And I was standing before her like a stone, Emotionless with null expressions all over my face, Face muscles refused to move even an inch, What could I possibly do? I have seen it... Continue Reading →

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