Sunday, January 16, 2011

bLossOm



I am so real.

Though dry , withered of this cold.

But the damage was external. The spirit never dies . And the one I have does not give up as well.

Its cleanly structured to accept honestly , what the world did to it .

The sun made me dry , the cold made me grey and mortality made me succumb.

But till I am attached to my roots . Do not call me dead ! 

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