Thursday, 12 March 2015

LOVE by Nashita Madhu

Love never dies a natural death.
 It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. 
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. 
It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, 
of witherings, of tarnishing.
Love & hugs

-  Nashita Madhu -


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