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she refuses me and i care....
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September 19, 2010
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The bed room window allows me to drift outside my world and
compels me to think what I have achieved and what I lost a couple of months
ago. The moods of my mind gently whisper and weave. The message floats by and
refuses to leave. This constant emotion keeps filtering and asks to each and
every corner of my heart & mind and pinch somewhere deep in my heart, am I
a stupid brat? Am I the one who need only everyone’s curse? Am I the only one
who doesn’t have the permission to cuddle my beloved one?
I don’t want the “HAD” word to scribble in any way in my
life. You know dude, this is the most powerful word I have encountered yet! Once
I had a best friend. It sounds very pitiful na?
Yup!
But today also I miss one of my best friends. Today also I
pray for her. I think I am damn crazy about my best friend that’s why she
refuses me and I care. I am forced to pander for my hearts whim.
As thunder roars and Lightning reigns,
And life's sieve tears in this torrential rain,
And darkness sets right on cue,
I'm left asking - where are you?
And life's sieve tears in this torrential rain,
And darkness sets right on cue,
I'm left asking - where are you?
Don't write me a letter or sing me a song.
Don't even tell me about what went wrong.
All I need is merely one clue,
Tell me please, where are you?
Don't even tell me about what went wrong.
All I need is merely one clue,
Tell me please, where are you?
PS: plz dude let her know that i am not a stupid brat....