A possession is something imprisoned, if your heart is your own, it can never be happy. A man, who has no fear of dying, has already given up on life, and has nothing to lose except himself. Love cannot be hidden within and survive, it will die in time becoming a withered fragment of what could have been and a shame to the holder. When standing in the center of a desert with no hope in site do you sit down, or take your first step of faith? Stand up lean forward and move one leg, your own momentum will keep you moving, all life is like that.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Oct 2013 22:34:14 +0000
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