12-17-2014, 05:10 PM
Hatred is like a fire that is all consuming. It moves unquenched until there's nothing left and then it dies unsatisfied.
Love is like the rain that comes with mercy to quench the charred land bringing forth new life from the ashes.
As the forest grows it forgets the past It grows happily until adulthood.
Then one day the fire comes again...
Love is like the rain that comes with mercy to quench the charred land bringing forth new life from the ashes.
As the forest grows it forgets the past It grows happily until adulthood.
Then one day the fire comes again...
One Thing I can always be sure of is that things will never go as expected.