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Author Name: Freemaybememories 3 Comments
Date Added: August 14, 2008 11:08:24 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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the smell of freshly cut grass
The problem that love leaves isn't in the roots of the grass
Like trees grass grows from the roots, its foundation into the past
Often we let love seep so deep into these roots we confuse them as that
But Love is not the roots nor is it the water that allows us to grow fast
No, The roots are our souls, the last thing to wither before death's grasp
And the water that allows us to grow is all the experiences that make us laugh
Love is just the tips of the grass and if you don't believe me then just look back...

And when you remember the last time you smelled freshly cut grass just know
That the tips get cut but the grass still grows... Proof that when love is cut the true you shows



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Comments:
Comment By: FreeMicky McMaster on August 24, 2008 01:56:00 PM Report
Nice write,real interesting read,SHOAIB
I hate loves ending but love the smell of freshly cut grass
LOL
Micky :>D



Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on August 18, 2008 12:41:12 AM Report
So very true my friend...
 ~ She Whisper
And when you remember the last time you smelled freshly cut grass just know
That the tips get cut but the grass still grows... Proof that when love is cut the true you shows

Comment By: PremiumLindaM on August 14, 2008 02:43:07 PM Report
Nice analogy in this interesting piece Shoaib.

Linda





 


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