Saturday, September 30, 2006

Dear Blog

Never fill the heart with joy
Whose sweetness soon erodes the little scars
Meant for sorrow to seep in and dwell
Never stray too far away
The strings which set the kite flying
Need to sever themselves to free

My bruise inside me
Inflicted by nothing much
Hurts me like nothing I know

Only your warmth soothes my pain

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