Step in, Step out. Look into my crystal ball.
mademoiselle Zara, 140990 hotmail/facebook/tumblr Dysfunctional in my stupor, but if you look beneath the surface, you'd find whimsical serendipity. — Excuse me while I kiss the sky Poetry Men see things in a box, and women see them in a round room. Exits Allure Bloom Crane Denotation Enigmatism Flair Grace Hope Initiation Archives October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 February 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Monday, October 13, 2008, 3:45 PM chaotic lifestyle & entangled heart affairs. chaotic lifestyle & entangled heart affairs. Without reason without explanation, one day things can turn over without a sound. The misconception of the pain of noise in your ears, when actually the silence is the killer of them all. You struggle as your being pulled underwater, you choke, you gasp and you scream, but nobody hears you. In your final seconds, you stop fighting the torture, you stop breathing. But wait! Eyes shot wide open, they resuscitate you without compassion. Every beat, every drum, you bury your hands into your chest. In a flicker of an eyelid, your in reverse yet still without a sound. Playing games with your mind, harboring uncontrollable actions, scenes and dreadful sounds. You scream your lungs out till they give way, then realize you no longer are in the waters anymore. Were you dreaming? Or were your thoughts frivolously driving you insane. You question yourself at every angle, what happened, was it real? Your skin's dry, your clothes unchanged. You let out a sigh, you put your hands to your face. You look around,why is your hair wet?
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay