Broken Beautiful
23 Jun 2009 4 Comments
in 便利贴 Tags: beautiful heart, beautiful lips, beautiful places, health power, heart races, heart words, meaning of life, religions, rituals, running horse
My heart races like a running horse for the pass weeks. This is not normal. No, I know it’s not. If my artery was blocked that would be a stroke. It seem I am still ever to survive that’s mean I am still perfectly alright to withstand.
You notice that I said “alright” that’s because as the case of accident happen without warning our health power deteriorate as we aged as we speak as we keep living.
To be alive is miracle! Beautiful peoples beautiful places beautiful rituals beautiful religions beautiful world. Beautiful lips beautiful skins, beautiful heart.
Words are not words. Words can’t describe the meaning of life. Words don’t understand the meaning of life.
There are so many people here today… some of them are really beautiful.













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