Friday, November 20, 2009

You resemble a thorny rose,
If i had aware of it's thorns,
maybe I wouldn't have plucked it,
But now that I've already picked it up and breathed its fragrance,
Letting go of this rose...!
Would rend my heart with pain worse than a wound oozing fresh blood from my hand
Thus, I am unable to let go...
1/2 Prince
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These are words That I'm yearning to tell you...
And Again...
The lacking of courage makes me fail...
Again...

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