another tear rolls down
tird of wiping..
the habit of "living with it" i found
tired of forgiving
as a blink makes tears 2 rush
tird of consoling
laughing on my childhood crush
tired of forgetting
as i breathe in deep
tired of regretting..
closing my eyes forgetting in my sleep
tired of thinkin
a few cheerful days
a day wid the bright sun
a few moments wid u by my side
"the few happy days" has jus began..
*********************sanju
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