A promise that changes your life.
A promise that affects your way.
A promise that you dont understand.
A promise that limits.
A promise with tears attached.
A promise of dying within.
A promise that hangs.
A promise of emotions.
when then? when..?
As the city bus passed,
the lights flickered,
the trains are shutting,
empty souls stranded.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
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