Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Biting My Lips

To prevent biting my fellow.
Let them bleed, my lips.
Better that, than the blood of my fellow's heart...


Rachel said...

Your own quote?

the sabra said...

Which part? Ye.

Rachel said...

The first nineteen words.

Makes you sound like a Sage (not the plant, but the people).

the sabra said...

I counted twenty two. Then I realized you omitted the title.

Thanks a lot, friend.

Sometimes it feels awkward to have private chats in blog comments sections. Hehe.