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Monday, September 13, 2010

Ink-ed


like a tattoo
once inked
forever
a memory.

like a tattoo
even as time goes by,
as the colours fade.
it still remains.

like a tattoo
it is permanent,
it becomes a part of you;
it carries your history.

and

like a flower
starts with a seed
add a little chemistry;
it begins to grow.

like a flower
it buds with trust,
it blooms with love,
it survives on faith.

like a flower
without trust will frail,
without love will wilt,
without faith will die.



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