Saturday 1 September 2012

Lonely Hopes

Its late night, in the moon light
falling from my window could see a sigh,
in the heart i fear, the lonely hopes going dry,
its him whose presence is missing
i remember our first night of kissing
where are those days, my heart aches...
where we gave our own world new shapes...
where is that moon
where is that light
that showed me the path that night
where are those hopes..
where are those hopes...

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