It was a gloomy place.
That is the place
Where my friend lies.
And I don’t know
Why my happy friend
Should go there.
To such a gloomy place.
We can do a lot of things.
Why did you leave me
Without telling me anything?
“I will come with you.”
“When can I join you
At your place – soon, I hope.”
And with tears I left.
Bye! My friend, Bye!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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