welcometoblackhole
welcometoblackhole
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welcometoblackhole · 11 months ago
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welcometoblackhole · 1 year ago
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welcometoblackhole · 1 year ago
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welcometoblackhole · 1 year ago
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welcometoblackhole · 1 year ago
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welcometoblackhole · 2 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 2 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 2 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 3 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 3 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 3 years ago
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welcometoblackhole · 3 years ago
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TASMAC
இங்கு விளம்பரம் இல்லை
ஆனால் விளைவுகள் உண்டு
இங்கு சலுகைகள் இல்லை ஆனால் சண்டைகள் உண்டு
இங்கு தள்ளுபடி இல்லை
ஆனால் பல தள்ளாடல்கள் உண்டு
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welcometoblackhole · 9 years ago
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I want to take care of my soul
We met as 2 different and unknown humans. Then we become friends with some likely behaviours. Then more closer by having similar filthy habits. We wander together with same taste. We fought a lot with contradicting thoughts. We value each other when we are separated by time. Then we occupied each other’s thought. Slowly it went down to the heart. Our heart started singing the song of love. Later our love matured to become one soul. I want to take care of my soul.
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welcometoblackhole · 10 years ago
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Happy, Sorrow, Guilty, A Change
A year ago it was a climate of adolescence. Flowers of love blossomed. It was very colourful and it enlightened joy and happiness. Time moved on, the climate should have changed, but it didn't. Flowers started falling one by one, and suddenly the climate changed, but the flowers watched it from the roads. Again the flowers blossomed but, it was not the flowers of love, it was something else, it represented darkness and demons. This climate of darkness is never a climate of permanence. Awaiting for a change and it is coming.
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welcometoblackhole · 10 years ago
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A Sore Throat :(
It’s the kind of ambiance that makes me fear it.
It’s the kind of competition where there is no hope to win, but there is always the fear of losing. 
It’s an illusion of prestige and wealth and I call it modern slavery.
 Now my voice is too low and my vision is too dull.
I’m out of the universe and I’m helpless. 
Need some rest. Save me please.
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welcometoblackhole · 10 years ago
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At the first look!!!
I had a divine feeling but there was no god
I wiped the tears from my eyes but there is no pain
I felt like flying but I’m still on earth
I’m breathless and speechless but i’m still alive
It’s all because of you my love!!!
And you’re wearing our weeding ring but we are living in the present..
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