by sumia45kk on October 02, 2010, 06:35:02 AM
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Oh,My friend
How do i give you pray
You never do appraised that
My prays have unaffected
I don't know since how many tims
My lips have tired to
  Giving only one pray from
A many centurys
Now my body chenged in dusted
And i have been going that
Dust's burden on my shoulder,
A long age gone which in this traval
God knows
When i shall find my bourne,
Its my eyes had tire right now,,
POET : khalid
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