Saturday, June 13, 2009

blood...

It is not easy to control your irritation, cover them in front of public, acting like you don't care when you are irritated.

I do all these thing because I do not want to smear the relationship but in my heart its like a vine of thorns wrap around the heart. The grip of the thorny vine become tighter and tighter for every split second and for a time its going to blow up the heart. Blood rushing out from the punctured holes made by the thorns and sprayed around the canvas of life making it bloody ugly.

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