Thursday, June 4, 2009

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I did not love you like how the wave is obliged to hug the shore. It withdraws itself; uncertain. I loved you like how I wished that my stray message-in-a-bottle would reach you.

-dyan kay ben-
Scribbled by jkdeqz at Thursday, June 04, 2009

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