Sunday, July 4, 2010

Last Days Of LOve

From all the noisy pain, I took a step goes vain.
My soul keeps taking rest, just eyes having no rain.

Everyone was a stranger, and we met, where did a quest!
Every night was a delight, getting feelings with no vest!

A dying soul, having no more chances to keep this war.
Reminding the glider, as our love was ever so far!

Laid ahead, being a teen, need one help always indeed!
All I have to give you tonight! is my life's last sight!

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