Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Incurable

Romantic bend of mind clouds my eyes sometimes.

[..must be the damned love wine they injected into my veins like heroine powder when I was delivered from the fairyland..]
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2 comments:

Adnane said...

it makes me smile.

Clouds are not like smoke, are they ?

August 20, 2008 at 1:20 PM
Noush Nabavi said...

Clouds are similar to smoke but they have different origins!
Keep smiling:)

August 21, 2008 at 10:24 AM

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