Thursday 7 April 2011

The valley you grew on.

Girl,breathe into me.
Let ur spirit run through me.
Close your eyes and see my lies.
Some things never chnge deep inside.

No religion to encounter with.
Love is the only way what i see.
Now itz only you and my love.
Every single place reminds me of you.


Girl without a face looks much more prettier.
Than a girl of cryin soul seems so ugly.
Everywhere i go,

My imagination confines me.
With your golden words and the valley you grew on.

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