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Jimmy Says....

for ... I really don't know who.. I dream of this place Its not dark, gothic or wiccan its pretty and colourful and above all full of love. you showed me this place your believes make me believe in the existence of love in the existence of beauty even in the ugliest things. you told me the night does not bring darkness it brings the twinkling stars and the moonlight it is marked by the sensational dusk and ended ny the loving dawn it brings the cool dew the time when the tired flowers sleep you made me believe the night is beautiful. you told me the fire is not dangerous it is what gives warmth the clutching sounds are the sounds of excitement the sound of adventure which make you live life to the fullest you made me believe the fire is beautiful. you told me nightmares are not scary. they are what encourage you to do your best to fight your fears to forget the unwanted and remember what is needed the most you made me believe that nightmares are beautiful. you told me words are strong weapons they can make an enemy a friend and a friend an enemy its like a game the best one wins the hearts of others you made me believe that I have beautiful words. you told me friendship is about trust its like the backbone once destroyed can never be regained its the most precious gift you made me believe that I am a true friend. you make me shine you make me want to be me you made me love myself you taught me how to see the world through the eyes of those who have nothing then you realise how precious things are how precious people are. your presence made me love you your absence made me miss you when you hide I find when you don't say a word I understand I read the eyes ... I don't know what to call you the relation has no name and never will it. just be with me and I'll be with you till we can be with each other.
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jayeti-anand
Indian
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Written by
jayeti-anand
Indian
Published
May 13, 2011
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