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The Winter Rain.

“The faded colors of life, the dim beams of light, strange is to see, the drenched world with liquid eyes” It was a winter rain… She...

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Owner of a lonely heart.

Living by the hope that the one gone will someday come back n fill that place in her heart, she spends her nights with moon and Stars... and solitude. No one is allowed to reach in her heart... for she defends his place in there... That's her love.

I want her to know... that might be there is someone who don't exactly don't want that place... just need a corner in there, far below his place. He just want to kill that silence which ceases everything in her life to still.

Because he don't want to be... and more importantly don't want her to be THE OWNER OF A LONELY HEART...

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