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Not much to do where I'm at; Nothing much to say. There aint enough places to run away; I won't see you passing by someday. There just ain't many grey feathers to trace. I climb and climb till i reach to that cloud number nine. Finding you Bringing you Just to learn how the height scares you. So once again you make me fall. Then I know I only dream while you have gone a long way. I won't be trying to reach out, I wont be flying high. Because you know I can not. Becaue i know i can not. There won't be lines on your face. You must not worry at all. There'll be another love Another life for you In a few days. I won't be trying to find you I won't be calling out your name anymore; I might only cry And break inside. But you need not know. The doors must remain closed. But baby the key is not lost. |
i like the poetry and everything about it....but i didnot get the message... in the end for some reason it was kinda saddening... "In a few days. I won't be trying to find you I won't be calling out your name anymore; I might only cry And break inside. But you need not know. The doors must remain closed. But baby the key is not lost." -another good one! keep 'em coming | Posted on 2008-03-10 00:00:00 | by obaid | [ Reply to This ] | |