Moving on (revisited)

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When i knew i`ll win, i lost ...
When i was sure of loosing i won ...

When i needed people the most they left me ...
When i learnt to dry my tears,
I found a shoulder to cry on ...

When i craved for love, Nobody came to me ...
When i mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me ...

Now when i started to live just for love,
That somebody took away my life from me,
And left me at a cliff from where i`ll definitly fall ...

But am still hanging ...
Hanging with a hope,
Hope to get happiness,
Coz LIFE keeps moving on ...

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3 Comments

  1. Arayyyyy choose another topic..... hope... hope hoper...u sound like Obama. SAT was XD beautiful. It felt welcome to sadistically watch ppl weep abt how bakwass is went will I did Indian warcries. Vovovovovovovovo

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  2. When i craved for love, Nobody came to me ...
    When i mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me ...


    ahhh...how ironic..

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  3. Man I hate love!

    It kills you and your life
    And you sure as hell never get a wife.

    Man I'm a poet too! :D

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