Monday, June 15, 2009

End of the World

This is the end of the world.
Nothing seems right.
Everybody is your enemy.
Nobody is yours.
Life is full of darkness.
Entirely devoid of happiness.
You can not trust anybody.
My bed has thorns.
My food is poisioned.
Demons in my dreams.
Money is worthless.
I have dementors in my room.
Toilet has overflowed.
I cant breathe.

India is out of T20 World Cup.

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