Saturday, November 3, 2012

On a November Evening




Lost between the world of reality and fantasy
somewhere something is deep and hollow,
covering my face, under the pillow
closed my eyes, to think narrow
wish to paint my walls yellow,
coz you loved it, kiddo.....

The heart is heavy to sigh,
saying you were the reason for high,
i dont lie, coz am
willing to die~  for you were
always my pie#

Missing you, gave me hell
so started walking a mile,
i fell to walk the stretch ,
for you were beyond my reach

Wish a day off, coz
i looked totally bumped off,
you were the reason
for being in prison,
will you come to free me?

"bad is good, being
good is no good"



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