Fragile I am
I melt in your arms..

You lift me up,
You make me strong..

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  1. CяystalSeptember 19, 2011 at 9:18 AM

    Sometimes people help us grow stronger <3
    This was short and naice.

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  2. Brian MillerSeptember 19, 2011 at 9:51 AM

    smiles...love it when you find the one that has that affect...

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  3. Superrrnickkk...!!!!September 19, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    Sweet..!! :)

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  4. Confused SoulSeptember 19, 2011 at 9:54 AM

    simple and sweet...makes me go aww :)

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  5. Red HandedSeptember 19, 2011 at 9:57 AM

    Aint that just cute???
    Kept it simple but real!

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  6. AdamSeptember 19, 2011 at 8:28 PM

    very cute post, love it

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  7. Er.September 19, 2011 at 9:32 PM

    Simple. :)

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  8. suvaibaSeptember 20, 2011 at 9:48 AM

    16 words telling more than 16 emotions..!:)
    tc
    thanks for the comment..! :)

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  9. my day in a sentenceSeptember 20, 2011 at 10:43 AM

    Lovely! :)

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  10. Miss CortniSeptember 20, 2011 at 3:49 PM

    Absolutely wonderful! im following now - adore your blog!! xx

    - missshesaid.blogspot.com <3

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  11. Pramoda MeduriSeptember 20, 2011 at 6:10 PM

    Sweet and good :) pics is cool.. whr did u get it?

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  12. PhilO♥September 21, 2011 at 2:15 AM

    @ Crystal: At a point we all need some one to help us walk through life :)

    @ Brain Miller: *smiles back* :)

    @ Supernick, confused soul, red handed, adam, arjit, suvaiba and MDIAS: Thanks a ton to all of you :) Glad you all liked it!

    @ Miss Cortini: Thank you for stopping by and for following :)

    @ Pramoda: Thank You :) I got the picture off google! :)

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  13. FatimaSeptember 21, 2011 at 5:39 AM

    short but sweet :)

    TC

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  14. ⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺September 21, 2011 at 7:51 AM

    Very simple, straight and powerful!

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  15. Stuti DhyaniSeptember 22, 2011 at 3:43 AM

    the shorter, the sweeter:) lovely!

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