White Blank Paper, by Sourav
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On a white blank paper
I'm writing the chronicle of a tormented soul
Reality and dream are two different things
Can't achieve the same goal
On a white blank paper
I'm putting the pieces of my broken heart
Vanquished & overpowered by the joy of sorrow
Relinquish to the power of thought of a new start
This white blank paper
Witnessing the commotion of another love story
Love brings tears love creates pain
But only painful love gets the imperial glory |
Posted: 2008-04-16 06:09:43 UTC |
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2008-05-17 00:59:26 | Nora Eason |
Love isn't painful.its only painful when the person your in love with doesn't love you back. |