Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
Meri baaton mein tu,Maine manga jise
Wo dua tu hi tu,Aankhon hi aankhon mein
Baat
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.
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If only
PARIWAR HUM DO PAR HI SIMAT GAYA
जिन काले घने बालों पर इतराते थे हम कब à
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
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