I have this funny habit of over-analysing things. So instead of bothering others,I post it here.
cuz unless it hurts you,the beauty of a rose never comes full circle :)
Hey, seems like you have restricted the viewing for other blog link... why!?
hey u wanted this one right ... m giving it here... now u caN READ it.. lol! waise this was just d simplest mode of sending this 2 u.. u can delete d comment if u want coz its newayz nt going wid ur rather 'our' (lol!) post at all...Among d thousand's bottles so fine,each one with the finest lust,chose the dull settled with dust,coz it contained the best wine.Drank it 2 my heart,preserved it there 2 the core,Hypnotized 2 d extent by its taste,even the bottle I started 2 adore.Cleaned away the dust,by the time, it showed off its effect,got me now the point,the reason 4 its reject.Streaming in away d drought,Poised thy me within,Though I had 2 vomit it out,I dint give up 2 drink.Yeah d same, someday it was,used 2 be divine,bt now as I... seeped it in,The 'wine' is just a wine..
but frankly telling man... i dnt understand wat 2 b liked in this one... i consider it one among the wrost...
d beauty f certain things lies in d fact dt not everyone is able to touch it and appreciate it.d thorns signify a clear repulsion f certain kind f ppl who hav no rt to touch dt beauty...
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