Wednesday, August 20, 2008

17 Of June Comments

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The night time comes.
its ever-glowing darkness covers the tears on my cheeks.
the bustling of passers by. un-aware of my fate smile and talk as they slip over the black paved river.
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Bjorn Visser
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Ashraful Musaddeq 08 September 2008

Wonderfu poem. Enjoyed much.

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