The imagination is so delicate that sometimes even words wound it

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Engrave in my heart

The sands of time will not gush out of the hour glass because it has walls to protect it.
The sand on a sea side will be washed away.
Write his name in your heart if he is deserving.
He is not deserving if he think you are just a nobody.
a some body is what you have to be.
let not the waves wash it away.

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