every time i step in to the shadow of silence,i hear them...
they rattles within me,
their lament is suppressed by my silence,
their voice echoes my past,the shades of happiness lingers in them....
memories to which i had lost the key to..
but every time i hold hands with the inner me,i know they are still there,
the tears that flow testimonies that forever i will belong to them...
a slave to my lost dreams.........
their lament is suppressed by my silence,
their voice echoes my past,the shades of happiness lingers in them....
memories to which i had lost the key to..
but every time i hold hands with the inner me,i know they are still there,
the tears that flow testimonies that forever i will belong to them...
a slave to my lost dreams.........
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