I thought my dream was real Being a magic she was my cure Every time i see her face I am in land of tales She was the girl who ruled my heart.. For me she was mine In my dreams she was real Her touch for me Always worked as magic To be with her was best part of my life To be with her is my need To feel alive her lips were enough And to die, i look into her eyes Heartbeat she was Working for my heart.. But who knew When you wake up Dreams break heart Now this heart don't beat.. Because i lost my heartbeat The day she left me.. So mean she was who died before me.. My heart cries But she left her shadow To wipe my tears Her daughter is master of her She put a smile on my face Even when i am not able to see her mother's face...
Sushi whom i call my best friend picks up my call hey, i'm taking bath i talk to you later. In my mind psycho side of me bitch then why you picked up my call. And finally i broke the silence and ask her to talk to me giving no attention to that how she will take her bath while talking to me. Yes i am even master of her in madness. Areeeeyyyyyy is what i heard from the other side.. I laughed haha, okay. We hang up. Again silence all around the room and i am staring at my pen like from where to start and this girl who not even listened to me because she was busy in taking bath cleaning her self off don't know for whom ;) gave the idea to my pen and without even thinking a word in my mind i wrote a paragraph i can't even imagine, that's how friends with benefits are. What they do and say can give you a vision to do something or they work as a power supplier to your brain like fuel does for car.. It's hard to make friends but easy to lose and if you have even one...
This world is a metaphor It seems like a land of beauty But no sign of freedom In a prison we are We are lost souls It's like living in the world You are divorced with.
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