Friday, November 25, 2011


I know it's over but as I sit
In this meadow of melancholy,
Still can't escape
From your shadow.

I can still recall,
The way you take hold of
These hands of mine
There's the throb that
Flows here in my SENSES

How perfect
My world was....
With you....

Now I forgot
How to lead my life
This is track
Nobody else could come
To feel the essence of life
....Just the way I had,
With you...

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