Almost you fell in love with me
almost you were my bride to be
But each promise that was made you have broken and betrayed
And left me with a faded memory
Almost my precious dreams came true
almost you whispered dear I do
But someone new came by and you left me here to cry
Oh how close we were almost
Almost your heart I did possess
almost you brought me happiness
But my dreams just won't come true and there's nothing I can do
Oh how close we were almost
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
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