how come life is both cruel and kind?
to the relations, and creates fusion
and makes me wonder, who is mine?
Sweep of change,makes it ambiguous,
and makes me believe,that I can't never find,
true love that is so contagious,
and makes me wonder,who is mine?
How am I meant to sit and wonder,
for that splendourful sign,
the wait for which is tough & makes me surrender,
the wait for which is tough & makes me surrender,
and then wonder, who is mine?
With all this I look up at the moon,
Expecting the one who shall be mine,
to be under this beautiful moon
and makes me wonder, who is mine?
cool yar.....i dint kno u were soooooo gud at it....u rock...
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ReplyDeletehey kritik's
the whole world is yours..
keep up the good work!