Monday, April 04, 2005

Choice

Far i am,
from the days i dreamt,
from the nights i slept
from the grounds i played.
I want to run back
Never looking back
To the past
Where i cry and laugh
for my mother's hug
my father's words
and my brother's fight
Seems i am lost
I dont know the way,
Let me go,let me go
Says my mind
And i say
That is not my way

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