Like the most of us I do like crimes. Otherwise Hollywood won’t make so many TV serial about it. But the common sense will know that it is not real. Crime is not about well build policemen or anorexic policewomen arrested ugly criminals. And it is also not about a hot inmate with a tattoo that magically disappears who knows how to escape beautifully. So I rather read or follow the true crimes. I am not reading it for the crime it self but I am questioning my self a lot about “Why people do what...

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Have you ever seen the reflection of your being in the eyes of your loves one? Has your loyalty infected their mind? Are they really immune to your love or is there just never enough evidence to prove it?
There is a thin line between love and hate but for some it didn’t make any different. When heart started to suffer there is no one to blame as we will be the one who commit the crime by loving them and we become the victim by hoping it will be answered.
This is a story about a woman...

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He left a blank note
Gone for a while, Jus for a while
searching for the first sentence
A vocal and meaning

Reach the north sea shore
He, him, his
Hearing the capital F
He, him, his

Ribbon and dice
Gambling and loosing
Spinning, rolling and turning
He, him, his

Gone for a while, just for a while
Shout to the north sea
His, his, his
He found him, just him

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It was six o’clock in the evening. I was still playing with my brother on our back yard. We were walking through the highest grass, following the sound of cricket. My Daddy was with us. I didn’t saw him often. He came back home two times a month and only for few hours sometimes he stayed for the whole day.
“Look daddy, I have found one” I said proudly and showed it to him. He took a step back with a small fear in his eyes. “It is not a cricket it’s a ****roach”.
He held my hand and...

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Every morning at 6.25 I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face and took a quick shower. Somewhere else in the world there were ninety years old twins who celebrated their birthday while a little boy of eight in the other side of the world tried to commit suicide. Everybody just did their own daily routine to make them self happy.

As for some people smiling and laughing are the reason to live for other it is just a hurtful feeling. Even though there are so many thoughts...

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