Wednesday, May 6, 2009

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Each day I craved,
for someone who vd
listen before I said
Feel bfr he looked in eyes
Stay when I asked to leave
Shoulder me bfr I cried


Each day I looked,
every face I passed by
Searching him in crowds
Finding him in strangers
Walking miles to discover him
Sensing him in everyone


Each time I walked,
back in my heart vid
My hands empty
My soul thirsty
My heart broken
My hopes dying


The moment I saw,
myself in mirror
The fake world vanished
The delusion washed off
The heart nvr srched nymor
It was ME I was searching for……..

1 comment:

  1. finally. some1 on my frequency. :) the thing about being lonely is, it is beautiful, u realize ur own worth. :)

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