i see her eyes, all swollen and red.
the thin line, an excuse for a mouth.
each tear that falls, inspires anger in me.
each word from her, an implore unheard.
those you love the most, hurt you.
and those who love you the most, you end up hurting.
is this the plan that He had envisioned?
is this the justice that plies this world?
lies, deceit, hurt and more
is the human heart equipped to take?
where oh where, is the land,
that land of rainbows and sunny lakes.
the starry sky, the moon, the breeze.
all stand witness to this game of life.
this game that has a hundred rules.
and whos players turn black through the night.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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this ur work??
yes isha, good morning!
yes isha, good morning!
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