What is this heart that cannot dare peek in to the darkness!
What are you so afraid of?
Not today, please.
Tomorrow, twenty, no, fifty years from now.
When its my time, I will face it then.
Will you?
No, I carry a child's heart... now.
It is small, untested by misfortune.
Please let it not be torn asunder by experience, just yet.
Please let it.
For this, is to be human.
Posted by Prahallad Iyengar on Aug 30, 2015
On Aug 30, 2015 Afreen Malim wrote:
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