MISCELLANEOUS ME

A Poem by romel bennington

walking in a shadow-less zone...

here ringing my fabulous phone...

acting like a burning paper...

which is not a terrible matter..

thinking about a few jolly day..

i still remember 30th may..

and i'm waiting for her call..

though my tears are doesn't fall..

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Added on March 6, 2012
Last Updated on March 6, 2012

busy with making a strong career.. i love myself..... more..

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