Friday, May 15, 2009

A chocolate chip in the top cream

He talked to me finally, when he saw a crystal clear eye reflecting definite love from my lovely. He said he would stay, but never again take a move beyond me. He will only be a decoration, a flavour like a chocolate chip in the top cream. But the taste of the cake will be all up on me. Somehow anything change for him, revelation has come with a savage, and nothing on between he have cruel intention to take away my victory. Afterall, he is my mirror imagery. Breaking me will only trash him into pieces, and scattered him like a feather of a blasted canary.

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