4 comments on “Suspended

  1. “Life was living without me”

    a beutiful poem questioning love.
    without it we are nothing, completely dehumanised, devoid of life, but through knowing it, we become its prisoners. so which is worse: to love or not to live?


    • isn’t it funny how life always throws things at us with a curve-ball?.. there is always a price, always a choice to make.. nothing can ever be just simple or black & white.. we live for love and yet we die from it, too..


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