I know why you need a diamond. Because it is like food to you, right? You want to wear it everyday as you want to eat everyday. Just remember, tonight the stores close at 09:00 pm, and you cannot buy a new one as planned. If you ask me to tell a story about this diamond, I would like, again, to ask you, "why you need a diamond?" You may be quiet and keep it a secret. But the glitters can lie. They tell the truth that you and I are hungry and we shall forget about the diamond, and instead go out for a dish of beef, how about that?
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Sunday, 19 May 2013
Why Do You Need A Diamond?
Posted on 03:52 by mohit
I know why you need a diamond. Because it is like food to you, right? You want to wear it everyday as you want to eat everyday. Just remember, tonight the stores close at 09:00 pm, and you cannot buy a new one as planned. If you ask me to tell a story about this diamond, I would like, again, to ask you, "why you need a diamond?" You may be quiet and keep it a secret. But the glitters can lie. They tell the truth that you and I are hungry and we shall forget about the diamond, and instead go out for a dish of beef, how about that?I Stole Your Diamond!
Posted on 03:44 by mohit
It's I who stole your diamond. I won't wear it, just keep it in my heart. There's a room there for me to feel the rhythm of love. There's no drum, but a piano and I can't play it. I prefer a violin, instead. Yet, I can't play it either. I'll see your diamond tonight. I'll tell it that I want to dance with you in the sun on the beach at Friday night. You should not wear another diamond of yours, because I believe you don't have anything else left. I'll tell you I did--I stole it, but later when I am about to steal your real diamond.Diamond And You
Posted on 03:37 by mohit
Diamond and you, like heaven to me. You're smiling in the sparkling glitter and that flies me to the sky and make me want to catch the moon and to say your name over and over again. You're such a beautiful creature that I would like to slap your face with love. Isn't that too rude? I don't think so. You and your diamond have already stolen my senses and I sart to go banana and would like to take off to search for the like of you and your diamond. I am so jealous, but what am I? I am only a bag of skin to beautify you.
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