Friday, July 4, 2008
Poppies
Poppy flowers. They can be extracted to a form of an addictive drug. They live in prairie, free and wild... yet so beautiful.
Love is like poppy flower to me. It can be found anywhere when your spirit is free and your logic goes wild in dreams... then finally you realize how beautiful is the feelings of falling in love, that it makes you addicted.
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