desperate

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No matter how many shooting stars I catch

My dreams will not be

No matter how many dandelions

I snatch

My hope I can't see

No matter how many words I match

None makes any sense to me

No matter how many wounds I patch

My pain restarts from a tee

 

 I wish every one who reads to comment with his or her opinion ...thank u

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 22, 2014 ⏰

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