well. I am alone and heartbroken. But i will not forget nor let die this love. So every day i will compose some poetry for my love. whom i may never speak to or see again less it is in my dreams.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Again
To begin again, Some things must end, Sacrifices made, For more than a friend, Is what you are, To me You lend, Borrowed time, And time again,.
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