Sense Of Time

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.Thursday, November 19, 2009 ' 8:51 AM

Reality At It's Best

walking in this cold misty weather.
and going back to the place i called home.
i felt alone. lonely.
and i kept wishing praying by all means.
i hope that i'd be strong to overturn what's already began.
from all this sleepless restless of nights.
the thought of separation i could not bear.
of not having you around.
makes me feel nothing less than a man.
i begged for i am wrong.
let's let time heal it's way up.
and turn back things to where it starts.

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