Doors Are For Those Who Lack Enemies.

I'm Almost There, Almost To The Barricade, When I Thinks She Hears Me. Because For Just A Moment, She Catches Sight Of Me, Her Lips Form My Name. And That's When The Rest Of The Parachutes Go Off.

I Look Coolly In To The Blue Eyes Of The Person Who Is Now My Greatest Opponent, The Person Who Would Keep Me Alive At His Own Expense. And I Promise Myself I Will Defeat His Plan.

A Spark Could Be Enough To Set Them Ablaze.

Whenever I Write A Story, I Hope It Appeals To Both Boys And Girls.

Just Don't Die For Me, You Won't Be Doing Me Any Favour !