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LUST
I guess people would wonder why I have lust as a title, well it’s just a side of life we’ve all lived, there and now everyman get’s lost in the world of female attention, the sensual apartment that keeps us away from reality “Lust”. we all want to satisfy our urge, through this we opt into the woods of guilty pleasure. It never seizes to make our minutes of encounter, its a feeling that makes our day, But unfortunately loneliness can’t be avoided.
These are experienced situations and the final outcome only melts your feelings. Lust takes your time and more so your resources, it messes up your attribute of focus, possibly diverts your ambition. you don’t realize until its all gone, you don’t until you are back to square one. I am not a preacher, I just embrace the idea of sharing constant thoughts in any atomic form possible. To whom ever out there this might touch, I just want to urge you to tighten up your discipline sit belt, fight against every means of distraction, don’t thread paths in which you might get caught up, just stick with one love not lust.
I am sitting down here and staring at my empty wall, accumulating the feeling of blankness, loneliness, emptiness, telling my self that if i had listened or known much better, I wouldn’t have made mistakes, but at the same time i guess a person’s mistake is a solution to a patient trying to avoid one. Lust only brings you back to that empty room in your heart, so try avoiding it.
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Have A Good Day Guys
It’s another day, the night signed out few hours ago, I woke up, wrapped underneath my blue but yet thick duvet, dabbled around my bed to the melody of my snore. Now sitting upright against my bed rest, trying to recollect my dream, unfortunately I couldn’t reach out to that part, I was too tired to remember, now my yawn thirst for a hot black coffee. My eyes refused to open widely, while I stretched walking zigzagly to the kitchen.
Coffee drowned the morning mouth ooze with its bitter but yet tasteful self, time for a quick shower, while I listen to “liquid jesus” by Lenny kravitz, for that fraction of session, with the million splash of water, elevating a roaring sound, It felt like I was in a concert. Bopping my head, reciting the lyrics, endlessly strumming those imaginary guitar strings 
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Well shower concert was over, dashed out having realised, I had spent too much time In my lego house. It’s time to set off for the day, sorry I can’t say much more, time is up, have a good day
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Glance
It was a long day in London, my time tick tocked at a snails speed, the day dragged its feet like a drunk man, happiness spun tornado of excitement in me, well its a Friday, I couldn’t wait for the evening to set in, A much anticipated day of the week. I glanced through the window every minute, every second, hoping darkness pulls the plug on its cousin, Sun, but brightness had a fun time over tanning itself.
I couldn’t help but move my head, while the commuters walked by, fluctuating signal from various languages, broadcasting a clumsy crowd sound, cars bowing down to throne of the red light, cyclist sped by regardless, but all I could just care most about, while i glanced through this window was for the day to come to an end.
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AaaaRRWoooo!!!!!
