As I walk out your door,
the strings of my heart pulls with a thought,
for you many a night I hadn't slept,
and many a wars I had fought,
away from you will I be lost,
or will I soar.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
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This is where I vent the thoughts that come into my head.
1 comment:
Good one Rajiv....
A big question in the mind of all who leaves after a long stint.
away from you will I be lost,
or will I soar.
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