Sunday, July 11, 2010

Broken glass

No matter how happy you might feel at a time. There will always be little shards of broken glass lying in some solitary corners of your heart that will prick you every so often and remind you of their existence.

And what really are these shiny but piercing little pieces of glass, you ask? Are you sure you don't already know the answer, my dear?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So very true...

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