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Whatever is written in this blog
is an outcome of fantasy put to
words, it is nothing but lies
but then again I just lied.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

The New Story


You’re stranded there in the middle of nowwhere
Hoping that the weather might bequeath some care,
But it rained on you despite how much you prayed,
And you begin to cringe as dry land evades.

So Baby, leave the floods behind!
Please fly home to your heart’s sunshine,
Take my hand and you’ll be just fine,
This could be our new storyline.

Stranded in the confinement of your frowsty room,
Must you still anchor yourself in silly tunes?
You’re already running out of supplies and soon
You’ll have to wake up from this unfriendly gloom.

So Baby, leave the floods behind!
Please fly home to your heart’s sunshine,
Take my hand and you’ll be just fine,
This could be our new storyline.