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Submitted:Dec 20, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Standing still like a cube of ice ,waiting you to crash me into small drops of water. My whole life i have been chasing my intuition. my heart knelt for warm & shelter,but your olive green eyes were blind.so it is like a freezing heart dancing stupidly infront of you to notice him,but a diverse climate in the south of ur face under your eyebrows,changing every now and then. I hoped that you would have lend me as a sun for one day to shine my heart & light it again. The normal sun in life will burn my roots by giving me heat. Candles,although having charming fragrances will end quickly,even the light bulb has a date to be expired.Therefore,these all can't make my heart live in tranquility & warmness. Now the source of light & warm which promised to never escape,is the same source whofrozed my heart. I hope it will be healed quickly because time does not only run in beautiful shapes called clocks and watches;time also runs in our hearts. So what's the fate of a frozen heart ?




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