I do not dare to hope that I will have even the least of my conscience left to disagree with you for I have lost my right to claim my own conscience.The reason as I will state without any sheep's clothing is my own incompetence and impotence. To have been powerless and feeble against the tides of resentment of my own self for despising you; you who is serene and competent in every manner. I despise you because even in the stormiest nights during the thunder and lightening even a silhouette which imitates you makes me cry in despair; for redemption which is impossible to achieve. An atonement for my own sins- sins which were all but my own amorous desires. I loved you- yes I said it right- I still do but do not have the nerve to stand by you. I despoiled it with my own kinky audacity.
I am not a misogynist but a misogamist but neither am I an asinine who can't empathize with your holy emotions. It was my kinky audacity that accompanied me into this ordeal. And so when a silhouette appears with your imitation I cry with self hatred. Hatred of the self to be unable to restraint myself from the lowliest of all desires, which I myself despise. I am no more the man you loved or rather he never existed. But still though sinful I will scream with all conceit that-I loved you and still do. I do not know how this depravity engulfed me.
And now if you say- get out of my life- I will do my best not to hurt you anymore...
I am not a misogynist but a misogamist but neither am I an asinine who can't empathize with your holy emotions. It was my kinky audacity that accompanied me into this ordeal. And so when a silhouette appears with your imitation I cry with self hatred. Hatred of the self to be unable to restraint myself from the lowliest of all desires, which I myself despise. I am no more the man you loved or rather he never existed. But still though sinful I will scream with all conceit that-I loved you and still do. I do not know how this depravity engulfed me.
And now if you say- get out of my life- I will do my best not to hurt you anymore...
There is a misconception among people that use of fancy words makes one's writing seem flawless. It certainly seems flawless because most commoners can't spot the flaw. A piece of writing should be simple, easy to understand and in simple words, "neat". No offence... It was a piece of advice from a writer (wannabe) to a writer.
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ReplyDeleteU r right, writing should be neat and in most cases simple and easy to understand too but not necessarily so.
I agree to the fact that many use fancy words to decorate it but a good writer uses the most appropriate word to describe regardless of its rarity and some even use different styles of writing which might not be in every readers comfort zone.
I appreciate ur advice.