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Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Stars dust

What drown the mind those wandering thoughts, When our hopeless dreams unfortunately nothing is what it seems.
what clouds the heart is, am i being fair..! or you are giving me less much of care..!
And in this never ending game do I'll have you or my unreachable stars dust will be gone in one breath of air.  O, 
and I find myself staying up late watching my thoughts drift into you
the way your hair descends upon your face and the way your lips look when they form the words you know i love to hear.