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Saturday, February 12, 2011

My blog is dead and sad,just like me :)

When I was a child,I used to believe in so many things:Fairytales,Santa Claus,Shooting stars,Dreams,Hope and most importantly, People and that everyone had kindness in them.But as you grow older,that warm heart that used to believe in everything is gone,in it's place is a stone cold thing that barely counts as a heart,that thing slowly locked up the goodness in me as I grow older,not because I realise how cruel people can be,how heartless the world is,but because my heart can't take it anymore,every loneliness I felt, every betrayal,every lie,every broken promises,every harsh words spoken,it cuts a deep wound in me,it never had the time to heal and with every cut it bleeds even more.Now it's locked away deep in the stone cold thing where only a few people can reach it,it's healed but it bares a thick scar now.Reminding me of everything those people has done to me,reminding me to not ever be like them,and that I have to be strong.



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