Thursday 8 February 2007

My feelings

Today I am writing because I don't know what to do? I love working but never got the right kind of work nor sincere people whom I could work with. Life has always been struggle. Not in monetary terms but in terms of the emotional turbulence's which I go through. Oh! that reminds me I have to post my poem on this site.I titled it My bleeding heart.....

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