Truth


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Once in your life you make the friends that are true
Nothing else matters except what's between them and you
You don't know if anyone has ever before felt this way
For them you breathed, you wanted to be alive everyday
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You'd put up with anything if it meant you got to see each of their faces
Here you are writing your life story and they are the basis
You know what's right and no one else can see
They're your world, everything you want your life to be
Not even sure if they feel the same way for you
Your stuck with this feeling what can you do?
Things are changing you don't feel the love anymore
You need to figure things out and get to the core
You're missing the feeling you used to love to feel
Your lost and your heart is confused how to deal
There's nothing else left to do but to move on
The feeling is no longer there but now you're uncertain whether you really wanted it gone.

-Jessica E. Villa
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My Credo Of Life

Let me live within the moment.

Let me feel all that I can.

Let me cherish life fo

I Am Here
I AM HERE
If you need a laugh, I am here.
If you need a hug, I am here.
If you need a shoul

Aansu Ache Nahi Lagte

 

Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte,

Chaahe jitnaa bhi

Sweet Treat Dream

If my world were made of chocolate,

I know what I would do.

I'd make a chocolate

Home Alone

My family's gone; there's no one home.

It's only me who's home alone.

I shouldn't

Sachi dosti ko ek rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा

उसका पहला अकà

Life Happens

Life is what we make it.

It cares not what we do.

 

No matter how we

You Are The Life To Me

When I am hurt

And broken apart,

When I have no purpose in life,

You tell

Aate hai farishtey bankar

Aate hai farishtey bankar,

Rehte hai har waqt haath thamkar,

Milta Hai anmol dost

Mary Had a Little Dog
Mary had a little dog.
Its fur was black as night.
And everyone that Mary met
The dog

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