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” There are days….” PART 1

 
There are days I….
Dream of finding you
In the midst of familiar faces
In the hue of broken images
At the crossroads
Of passion and craze
Of heart and soul

There are days...
I behave like a klepto
A jambazi
Stealing glances
Of your beauty
That’s charming
Mesmerizing

There are days I…
I look at you
And all I can do is whisper
Thanksgiving to the one who
Breathed life to you
Coz you are absolutely
High dropped gorgeous 

 (inspired by mambobyad )
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  1. AnonymousNovember 25, 2011

    i penda this first bit...
    you've described the feeling to the letter TTTTTT
    There are days I….
    Dream of finding you
    In the midst of familiar faces
    In the hue of broken images
    At the crossroads
    Of passion and craze
    Of heart and soul

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