Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Alone

Everytime I turn around,
Its tears, that I found.
One loving soul,
The one that would console.
Seems its not for me.
Alone I walk,
Much to myself I talk,
If they could see beneath the skin,
A beautiful heart has always been.
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I wish

1 Comments:

Blogger Amit said...

Plain and simple!
its very difficult to make things simple.
good luk!

12:41 PM  

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