The miscivious look of thy eyes,hold my breath
Inauspiciousness is the time the day we met
the strokes of thy fingers over the piano..
evokes my botteled up emotions..i know
The empty feeling of my soul
Is as weird n scary as the wolf's howl...
As the days passed by, I met my true love
& my memories of u faded...just donno how?
Reshma!
Thursday, May 17, 2007
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