though there is no rain,
but the eyes are wet,
though there is no wind,
but the thoughts are set
to flow,to grow,to reach
to palaces,mountains and beach,
though no ones talking,
but there is noise,
and voices of laughter....of giggles
of refusals....denials.....n struggles
though there is void
a space that cannot be filled
its still feels like someone calling me
its still feels someone needs me
its still feels like its heaven
its feels like its u....
though its not u
its feels like its u....
still wid me
Friday, August 24, 2007
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