Wednesday, February 24, 2010

this heart. (not made of a single strand of string)

Because there are lots in it.
     The blue sky. faithful and unforgotten.
     The red phoenix. majestic and epic.
     The yellow canary. sweet and free.
     The black wind. passed and staying.
     The white everythings.
     And the colorless nothings.

Because there are more than just lovey dovey love. (And they are self explanatory)
     The love for arts.
     The love for adventure.
     The love for man. Mankind I mean.
     Etc.

Because (as humans do) there are hatred. (Also self explanatory)
    The hatred for Mondays.
    The hatred for traffic congestion.
    The hatred for stuck ups.
    Etc.

Because there is you.

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