Her eyes told a story of a million words; screaming what her voice could
never tell.
If only life could rectify it's own mistakes
If only life had a soul it would understand human compassion a lot better.
If life had lips, they'd be the colour that no human eye could dechipher. They'd
be beautiful, those lips; perhaps the universe shall shred a part of it's eternal beauty
into life's soul, leaving life bountless
I leaned in, looking life in the eyes, and whispered quietly, "fuck the hell off." Life blinked slowly, amazement and curiousity crossing it's features, wondering whether I'm insane or suicidal.
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