Sunday, January 22, 2012

Only Me

In the life we live
each passing wind
scars the heart
to give it the shape it takes
some scars are hard to heal,
some scars you don't want to heal,
some feelings are hard to kill
a mark so precise,
you know the touch,
a breath so close,
no need to rush,
a petal to pick,
only I could love u so much.

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