November 06, 2007

Don't Touch It, It's Broken

There she is
Sitting by d window
Watching back her past in her sorrow
Wondering what she could do to turn back time
From day 1 she started to love until the day it got broken

She tried to mend it
Broken into many pieces
Picked up d small pieces
It's still broken to smaller pieces
She cried her heart out
As her hands are bleeding
As her heart are suffering
But it keeps on breaking and her hands are bleeding

Don't touch it, it's broken
Don't try to heal it, it will remain broken
Don't touch it coz it will bleed u inside n out

And there she is,
Sitting by d window watching her hands bleeding
Crying for being an all time failure..


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