just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Friday, July 16, 2010
time n again the same wounds resurface
some sounds which had clung on to my ears when i was there
some moments which i forgot by the roadside where we used to walk
some words which are still unsaid
i no longer, am the man who i was
all said n done n its never gonna be the same again
some more dreams n some more pain
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