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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2011 May 16 Comment on this Work [[2011.05.16.17.26.32056]] |
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Tongue tied yet again. Blinded from all the ugly. Fascinated by the beauty. Who needs a two weeks’ notice, when you’ve got the rest of your life? Frozen frames. Pictures that talk. A portrait broken. Who needs shades of a blurry memory, when you’ve got the real thing? Flowers that blossom. A beautiful blue sky. Stars that twinkle. Who needs dark nights, when you’ve got sunshine by your side? Tongue tied yet again. Vision never been as clear. As I bow before God for this precious gift : love. |