Thursday, 23 April 2009

one, one quarter and 18 minutes

Death. Your born you live, you die. You fear death but it hits you like an aeroplane at 135mph, you don't feel a thing your just gone. Your outta shell dies. Snake. Your like a snake shedding its skin.

Love. You love and you lose, but love never feels like the first nor the last. Love introduces its self like a slug. Creeping. But you always love like no love before because the experiences you have gained hold. Hold to make you a stronger person.

Hate. you say you hate but you really just dislike. Once you've been a friend of the person you "hate" you always think of the person. always wonder what there doing. You want to "hate" but you dislike. A friend is always a friend like a stranger you meet in Dubai is always a stranger. you don't hate.

Cry. You cry with happiness, cry with sadness, cry for no reason at all. If you want to cry, let it out. No matter what people say. Everybody crays.


Tricky x

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