A Poets Corner

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

The world has lost its glory,
Past seems to be a story,
The birds have lost their chant,
Your smile is all i want.
Lend me all your sorrow,
But i will gladly bear this pain,
If u ever need this insane,
Just call me back by my name,
All i want is your smile,
Because i have to travel a mile,
Miles to go before i sleep,
And miles to go before i weep...

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