Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Precious Lies
Precious kept repeating her lie to herself. Twice on waking up and thrice after each meal. Soon Precious’ lie became the truth.
The sonorous lie made life beautiful. Bearable. The lies had their own melody. Soon, it was on her friends lips. Precious soon forgot that the truth will come out. Precious please stop singing your song.
There are still people who find you precious, Precious. Change your song. Not for me, but for them. Change your song, and the world will hum along.
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3 comments:
Haven't commented on ur blog for a while, thought I must do so ...
this one I didn't quite understand it has definately got to be something u r dealing with. But the undertone is a little sharp or so i imagine.
Anyways Lies however precious it may be does not live for long!
T.P's (The Parish)Precious Lies may have been the reason for you to stop writing on your blog, But I do hope that YOUR Life! is the reason for you t start writing again....waiting for a few Precious Words from you..
I mIsS yOuR bLoG!!!!
wHy AnD wHeRe HaVe YoU DiSaPpEaReD?
cOmE oN nOw! LeT's ReAd It AgAiN PARISH!!!
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