Sunday, June 26, 2011

Plain White Ceiling

Somehow..
one cold night in Bangalore.. 
just pierce into a heart..
n d heart seems like its too tired to take it all.. 
n it might as well just stop beating..
n be as cold as d night..

XOXO
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Anonymous said...

Please accept this invitation to visit my site and read my poetry. Pass this along to anyone that might enjoy these words.
Thank You
Scott McGavan
http://lightestsideofdarkness.blogspot.com/

July 3, 2011 at 9:06 AM

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