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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

My true friend...


Here I am standing, with my head held high,
Looking longingly at the vast blue sky,
Wishing for the Gods to hear my plea,
Waiting for the raindrops to pour on me...
To wash away the tears brimming my eyes,
Hoping the rain would give some disguise,
You have been my only true friend,
Always trying to bring my sorrows to an end,
Here I am standing, with my head held high,
Calling out to you and waiting your reply,
Rain rain, come again...
Come again, to wash my pain...

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