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Hope in Solitude

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Sometimes, I miss your love..
Sometimes ,I miss the touch of your affection..
Sometimes, I miss your smile, your attention..
Which you always used to give.
Now..,
I myself run my life ...
Without you, I walk alone ...
You're the one who always my heart.
Today ..,
I want to cry, cry aloud,
To regret it ends.
To new hope for would love to come.

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