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Sunday, September 4, 2011

Fifth part of "The Unsaid"

Posted on 12:41 AM by Unknown

“Love is like a taut bow. The more you pull the string away from the bow, the more energy it gathers and when you find yourself in no situation to pull further it recoils with such power as to pierce one’s heart with an arrow.” –Anu.
Stay nearby, though behind the shades.
Let me build the bridge,
Of my dreams across;
My last chance of escape.

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