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Dec 2016
Saw my heart drenched in the healing water but it remained like a old rusty engine that has given its service and cannot run anymore. They say love has many dimensions but now I know they all lead to places called disappointment, disguise and misery. They say time heals but the truth is we get used to suffering. Lifes injects you with many lessons at different gatways, so eventually it leads to something as valuing yourself. Once you reach to that level you know the real meaning of LOVE.
Only then you are able to see clear through your soul.
And all the hope and despair we cling to begins to wear off.
Masks fall.
PeopleΒ Β are unveiled .
And we are left bare naked with just our will and wit to cover the depths of our soul.
And the person who sticks then, is the person worth sticking
Written by
Adnan Bashir
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