Thursday, November 12, 2009

On an endless walk i am,

Nurturing the feeling of loneliness,

Holding the broken thinks in my heart,

Walking down the wide lane of memory.

Betrayal and jealousy has streeped upon me,

Now enemy is my friend and friend is an enemy,

Vital she wins with her crooked deals,

Leaving me banged on my door with result withheld..

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