I try to sleep to kill the pain
when I wake it's still the same
Cause I'm living in this world you left behind
Just like a broken piece of glass you have swept me aside to pass
Leaving shattered dreams with a lonely heart and mind
Well here I go again it's just like yesterday the pain is deep within my heart to stay
I'm just a fool to sit and cry wasting years before I die
In this lonely world this world you left behind
Well here I go again...
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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