I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Scorched
Try not to caress my heart in love It’s still smoldering embers within… It scorches your heart not in vengeance But it mute helplessness
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