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
Friday, February 19, 2010
I Promise… Mach
I will not let my skepticism touch you I will keep my smiles warm and sweet and new… Don’t let love grown in your heart, hope in your eyes go sour I will never allow my heart broken hurt anyone… anymore…
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