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SexWell it's 2012 already..and if you are reading the journal..then I would like to wish you a happy and harmonious year ahead.
So it's like I've been writing critiques a lot these days..but it's not like I'm judging someone's work or I'm a pro. I don't go on giving critiques to every other random picture. But sometimes I see this one pic which is very good and could have been brilliant and that is where I write a critique sharing my limited knowledge with the concerned person. Now I'm not being humble here...the only reason I mentioned it is because I got notes from some friends and watchers..which is alright. Anyways I won't drag it too long.
Something else that I would definitely like to mention is the points. Like everyone else..I would be very glad to get some. But its not a big deal anyway. I mean if you appreciate the work and want to donate some,do it. But the whole exchange of llamas for points is too boring for me. I mean I will send you free llamas..just ask for it. I have like
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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