
your silence makes me weak
you conceit pierces my heart
your denial kills my "self"
WHY playing with my emotions,
when i save yours as my "subsistence"???
"i looked at the sky,,the rain was falling on my soul "i was sure that those drops will leave me in a while..but i stood there,,as the blue eyed boy of cool wind and rain drops... I'm jOe..yet another dreamer.. and this is my blog..
kollamellloda uvve... ithinte okke ardham entha?
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