ScarsScarsScars
Everyone has a scar. Some hide it, Others flaunt it as a part of their being. A scar is not always visible, But it is always there. It follows you to work, To school, To the gym, To the grave. No one may ever know the story behind it, But you do. You remember the plight you went through. You know how it came to be. You go home every night knowing its there. You may never get over it. You might not even care about it, But every night you go to sleep you feel it in your very soul. A scar can heal but it won't magically go awa
Falling StarPoem of FireLove is like fire everyone has gazed at its beauty and have longed to be that free to knowPoem of Fire
that kind of a world.
It hurts to be around it to kindle it, some people shy away from it because of the pain, they hide in a hole devoid of warmth and chill to the bone.
Then there are people who welcome the pain, the warmth,
the guidence with open arms and kindle it again and
again when it dies. It can be tiring and it can be elusive, but it always comes to those who seek it in whatever form it chooses.
The random thing of the day.
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I don't prefer to be perfect. I prefer to be me.
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\"Yes, madam, I am drunk. But in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly. So, In the end, who\'s the real loser here?\"
\"Mean People Suck...Nice people Swallow... OREOS!\"
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