Everything is looking so hazy, Mann is very unclear,
I want to say many things, but who will hear?
People look like so far in spite of being near,
There is no one whom I can call dear,
So sometimes I just let my lips feel the heat of a drop of tear,
But I know, I alone have to put my life back to gear.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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2 comments:
Hey its something so true, its amazing to see that how beautifully you carved the reality of life in to words.
good one!
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