MY DREAMA Poem by Last2knowIt is really hard to supress all ofyou by you..
I was born on this earth
With many perfect things , others have them too While living One day i thought Who am I ? What I was born for? More than all I was wondering and trying So hard to understand this solitude within me I am dreaming and dreaming Dreaming things I can not have in this life Telling no one , hiding them in the dark. © 2015 Last2know |
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Added on June 23, 2015 Last Updated on June 23, 2015 |

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