I have wronged a many times ...
I have hurt you often times
The unseen tears have touched my skin
The muffled snif is heard again
Apologies n excuses ..
have always been on my side ..
and now i just hate my side
and the cry thats behind your smile
How can I promise a pleasant future
when the past and today is mired
I seek to correct it .. and i harm it ..
one love...one life .. and we get to share it..
i need to make this work out
I hate to ask for it ... and yet i need to
for ur smile .. and tears of joy ..
are all i ever want of you!
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If you are South Asian or Middle Eastern origin person, and haven't seen Paris yet, be prepared to be treated like the Sikhs and people...
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The other day my mom found a piece of paper from the yonder years... A time when we didn't have blogs...a time when a wall meant that......
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