Me and my Teddy BearWhen i was a child ,that time he was my best buddyi used to share every thing with himhe was my favorite and i was his...when i fo..
it is pumping all the timeit is working all the timeit is thinking all the timeit is feeling all the timebut without realizing it attaches anytime it ..
Each one here is a travelerthe final destination of everyone is the samebut the ways are differentsome get ways filled with happinesssome with sadness..
will i be freefrom the chains of slavery ?will anyone free me having that much bravery ?is there anyone who can hear my cry?will this world try?make m..
Why I Can't do this,i cant get his face out of my mind,cant get his thoughts outnor his smile ,eyes ,style out of my braineven knowing the bitter real..
his eyes looks green like a grasslandlips like shaped petal of rosehis cheeks are just like a baby' so soft that u could feel even you are too far'hai..
Why I see the dream,i know that can't be fulfillWhy I see the dream,i know about what it is can't be mineWhy I see the dream,which has snatched away ..