Sunday, September 24, 2006

I really miss her

For the last time I am crying
to hide my face I am trying.
Its all for you these days
I walks through different ways.

My dear let me tell you something
the day you leave makes me nothing.
I wish the death should come soon
may be at the rise of the full moon.

All my passion goes in thin air
without a single trace to spare.
Now you can see me above the sky
as a beautiful star when I die.

The pain still there in heart
as I step into the death's cart.
Last thing that I wants to say
my love will be there all my way.

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