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Friday, November 30, 2007
The Paradox
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. -Mother Teresa The paradox of love. An intention to protect, to treasure a precious gem; even at the expense of oneself, even to the extent of abnegation. A blatant display of attention, attraction, affection, amorousness, if you will. How many "I love you" can a girl hears before it eventually becomes hackneyed?
I've never believed in forever, for many things are but ephemeral. And this, is one of such. Precious babyboy, sweet melancholy, sweetest sin.
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