Everytime I think, its alright,
You Hit me, you crush me,
The pages turn to give the sour bite.
And I fight to break free.
The wounds that you've left,
you will never see.
The trust that I have lost,
I will carry with me.
You Hit me, you crush me,
The pages turn to give the sour bite.
And I fight to break free.
The wounds that you've left,
you will never see.
The trust that I have lost,
I will carry with me.
posted by Ruchika at 8:13 PM
2 Comments:
hi ruchika...
The wounds that you've left,
you will never see.
The trust that I have lost,
I will carry with me.
Well this may be something real but not obvious life is like tht many times u se like tht above, bt finally life is urs u have to live it.. By the way is it good to give a person such kind of imp tht he/she can left u in this condition..! good luck for now onwards...keep writting... buona liberio
Oooops Can't control myself.. Want to add some lines
" My heart will beat much fatser if by any chance we speak to each other..
I know you have lost me,
but still I want to miss you"
You are great !!
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