she cried for all the broken hearts!
painted it with everlasting colours...floral patterns etched on ice...
in cooling fling she whispered,
caressing the callous heart.
melodrama swayed in satin sound...
Saturday, April 17, 2010
a few more mins n my fone vl b jammd wd smses...' oi koto peli'....'janis o topper hoyeche' n bl bla bla! i hate dis part of it. does marks define a person's potential? NO! feelin so tensd. got no xcuse for my bad perfrmnce. i m screwd!
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