Friday, February 27, 2009

alone..

For you are so young
though I be small
the thirst don't quench
though the sea surrounds
though the gales be strong
and the wind may blow
I'm alone, I am all alone
- to grope - my way through the haze
for yours is not the hand
no babe - yours is not the hand
to guide me - through the maze

*copyright* Budh.aaah

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