Wednesday,Feb 28 2007, 02:41:35 AM...

Every street in this world has a story to tell
tales of lonely walking hearts could be heard
with the art of keeping mutiple personality skill
some just pretend to beat while being dead

hoping for being in love after one night stand
speaking from tears to make someone understand
trusting strangers more than ones you call your own
and then feeling sorry for love which is far too gone

breathing in a society where relations are so strange
existence of love goes for a toss in the name of blame
every single soul has a fear of something in mind
every inch of that mind is pretending to be so blind

taking chances after falling in love at the first sight
then cursing fate for taking away love overnight
every painfully ended tale has an excuse to restart
then drowning in reflection when the mirror is torn apart

and life just carries on without ever looking back
hands of time keeps on crawling without giving a care
hearts keep breaking as love keeps drifting away
but the hope still stand tall along with our own fear

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