Monday, April 4, 2011

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind. The love of heaven makes one heavenly. Says as you think and speak it from your souls. A friend is one that knows you as you are, understand where you have been, assepts what you have become, and still, gently you allows you to grow. what's done can't be undone. The course of true love never did run smooth. There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To be, or not to be: that is the guestion. But love is blind, and lovers cannot see. our doubts are traitor, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt...

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