17 March 2009

d heart says -7

streaks of water..

streaming down the glass window..

the further time pass..

the faster it flows..

when will it cease..

will it ever stop..

will marks lay portray..

will it be drop..

to fragrance the room..

yet, the scent from the gleams seem to

is there hope

will there be chance..

to shine the glass..

as it was once before..

ques will always be ques..

wonder remain as dreams..

ques will be answered

after steps are lay ahead to proceed..

judgement on success will only then be known
to exist..

and here what the heart feels deep down within..

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