ME : A Donar Amoung The ClefA Poem by sushiLets donate blood and save lifes....
The world in a busily move
Gave no, the sight to see near who drove. So rash the gaints go, Far as rays in a highway road. On the cold night, in middle of a pool of bleed, Lie he there, fighting his kiss-off. I cry out of pain of this brother, My kith and kin though not he. The creator, The world author, created me and he And gave each the-- the power to save all clef of he's. Let me live some-more after me, Alive in some-one's blood as he.
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4 Reviews Added on August 22, 2010 Last Updated on August 22, 2010 AuthorsushiPune, IndiaAboutI landed here in an attempt to be myself and put out the thoughts in my mind. Its not some diary pages i scribble for the sake of writing, its my memories. Few, which i would preserve close to my h.. more..Writing
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