Saket's
Just writting....
Monday, September 10, 2007
When I sinked
I am sleeping alone on you and trying to confess your love on me.
I can hear you whisper in kitchen of love. Some thing burned and I was not there.
Can you try to pull me out from the deep dark forest of complex thoughs....
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