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There was nothing under my skin but light,
If you cut me i could shine

Sunday, June 14, 2009
You tread on my dreams.

Without obstacles,
We wouldn't know
We just wouldn't know
How much we actually appreciate a person.

You say everything happens for a reason, that a change holds a meaning.
so can you explain the reason for every sun set,
the meaning behind every sun rise.
Why we're so un whole
Why people come & then go.
Why sometimes words rhyme so nicely,
Why things conveniently fit occasionally & find obscurity most of the time.
Why we breathe in the same air but live different lives.
Why we say things that don't make sense.
Why I let you go.

You can't.
I know you can't.
Because you're just as unsure.



Sometimes you find the need to display your weaknesses in front of someone important to you because it's so tedious to hide.
So you lay red cloths, welcoming them to the doors of your heart.
Then suddenly, out of the blue, you realise.
Your red cloths are of more value then the people you treasure most in your life.
You put your red cloths on the floor leading to the heart
& tell the person you treasure most in the world,
come in, but please, do not tread on the cloth, only step beside it.








un
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break.





p.s
ELSA IS ONE SUPER MEAN ALIEN (I can't say human because her unkindness is out of the homo sapient realm)
I mean, just take a look at the things she say about poor Ivan
'and his hair is seriously seriously mutated or something haha.
oh well.
there's no accounting for bad taste.(haha)
but we wern't talking about his hair,
we were discussing his looks.
which is 0 on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being the highest.'



so, if I wished, I could follow you 11:09 PM