Missing You Darling
The day i forget u is the day i am welcomed to the hell.
The second i think of u, is the day i am treated in heaven.
The fact i recollect that i miss u its blank...
But the day i meet u is de last day for every previous day.
Poet: Shiva Hanumantha Rao
read: 3646 times Rating: Date: 15 May, 2008
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