Wednesday, March 16, 2016


Hello little girl,
How naive you are 
for always believing like you know 'everything' about them
Believing that there will always be something good in  people is what has encouraged you this far, wasn't it?
Believing that everyone has one common thing deep inside their heart is what has made you survived
You always hold onto that belief
Yes it always make you feel safe indeed
Like a campfire
You feel its warmth by putting hope on it
So you try to keep it alive 
You're amazed to see how it grows
For every wood you throw
It will grow
And grow
And grow


But if you're not being careful


You're going to get burned,

and burned.

Until all that's left 

is ashes.

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