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No more hopes are given.
Too much disappointments were received.
Not born to accommodate.
Beyond limits to handle.
Space is needed,
Nobody ever return the same treatment.
More than enough,
A must to let loose.
Suffocation is done,
Death of heart shall be.
Nobody to fix,
Blames are point this way instead.
No more words, silence fall.
Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld
1 comment:
your poems are making me sad...sense of delusionment... hope everything gets alright very very soon...take care...and you have a beautiful poetry skill..no melodrama..no frills..only emotions..pure
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