life is
like
a fragile
glass
it is intrinsic:
beautiful even
more on the
inside
it is valuable:
more for it’s
purpose than
its looks
alone
it is sacred:
something
that only a few
ever really
appreciate
life is
like
a fragile
glass
something whose value
is greatest
after years of refinement
and growth
but as each day
goes on
in its fragile,
oh so fragile,
existence
the chance of its breaking
grows as greatly
as the cost of
losing
it
Mar 28, 2011
Mar 28, 2011 at 3:02 PM UTC
life is
like
a fragile
glass
it is intrinsic:
beautiful even
more on the
inside
it is valuable:
more for it’s
purpose than
its looks
alone
it is sacred:
something
that only a few
ever really
appreciate
life is
like
a fragile
glass
something whose value
is greatest
after years of refinement
and growth
but as each day
goes on
in its fragile,
oh so fragile,
existence
the chance of its breaking
grows as greatly
as the cost of
losing
it
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