Monday, September 9, 2013

Jordan's Vision Comments

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In the midst of a shadowed night, I tinge myself in sheer moonlight. Frost sheaths the window’s glass whilst fleeting storm clouds pass and I see succinct visions of you; I weep, because they are not true. My red heart still aches with pain and the tears on pillow shall stain; leaving a mark of the times I cried since that very day when you died.
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Jordan Si

Jordan Si

Santipur, west bengal, India
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