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You are......!!!











Sometimes I wonder
What you are to me
Are you the horizon star
Twinkling from a-far!?!?

You are someone who doesn't pretend,
You are something i can't comprehend.
The forbidden fruit I'm tempted to eat,
The beginning of sin, chains around my feet,
Yet u're the wind beneath my wings
You rock my world;the tremor in my trembling knees!!

You're the air that fills my lungs,
And then i exhale and set you free!!
Sometimes you're like sand slipping' out of my hand,
Free you'll always be!!

You're a mirage i can see but not touch,
A hard habit to break, you're like addiction
You are to me what sugar is to a diabetic;
You're the reason behind my war with destiny!!

Your spell cast on me
Your fear haunts me
The cut on my bleeding finger
You are the bandage that heals me!!!

The walls of my arteries layered with pain,
You are the prayer; unanswered in vain!
You're like a parasite
I'm the stale loaf
You're the cause of my destruction,
You are the end of Me!!!!!

Comments

Ravi D said…
Damn GIRL... You write pretty neat, that sounds like a poetry and one helluva a poem it is.

You sure are in love :|

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