# 02/1/2009 12:38 pm
# to understand is to gain more sadness and grief,
another restless night of loneliness,
its a point of no where in the middle of the darkest hour,
is to long for another soul that will love you back,
even you fully understand that its an impossible request,
but the more it shackled with fine iron of impossibility,
the more did my heart rebels against reality ,
against the circumstances,
this chilled icy breath of emptiness,
is one of the symptoms of a deadly plague called loneliness,
loneliness to have a touch of morning rays once more…
on an icy dry-dead land called heart…
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