Through lonely tears and smile
I lay my life for you online
You gifted me good times
And the pain you left me pine
You are so near, yet so far
Spirited me wherever you are
Tales you related me deeply
Good are less Bad are many
We prayed all night for this union
The wish that we guard within
One day hoping to accomplish
Under the iron rod built-in
Till then the wind that flies
Bringing my words from thy
Holding my future for you
Rejoicing our lives even in blues
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Saturday, September 19, 2009
WiLl It CoMe TrUe...
Labels:
Confession,
Confusion,
Disappointment,
Identity
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