Thursday, August 11, 2011

Pride

Pride is a false, hollow thing. A helium balloon. And not as pretty. Maybe on the outside or when it is floating into the stratosphere. But not that which is held onto
out of fear of being misunderstood.

And however pretty that balloon, it'll be lonely while its floating away. None knowing whether it really wanted to be grounded in the very first place.

But soon it'll be too late, cos there's really no option when pride breaks free.





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