Esprit libre ...
“She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.” ― Janet Fitch
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
I hate tears
I hate tears.
But they come unbidden.
All the time.
I hate being lonely.
But I am all the time.
I love to laugh.
All the time.
But the humour is drying up
The tears stay.
- Srividya Srinivasan
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