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There's more to life.

Je t'aime My Adored. A Tincture of hope. An Incomparable persona. A Quatrain sewn into dreams. An Anecdote recounting memories. For Hours spent ..

the world seems bleak

there are rainbows after the rains,

what good is love if its without care.

Friday 4 Jun 2010 13:14

its a feeling... it won't subside on whim...

Its unfair to ask me to leave you. Make peace, or forever hold your qualms.

of stupid mind and stubborn heart.