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Passing Clouds - Jessica (Guest Blogger)

This blog is written by Jessica, friend of mine.


My heart was dry;
You made it wet
With the shower of  love..

“DON’T BE A PASSING CLOUD;
  ITS MAKING ME CRY ALOUD…”
 
 You  passed  in my life like a wind
 And  I got the pain till the end
 I can see you all around;
 You made my life turn around
 Stab me with the sword;
 But never kill me by the absence of your word.

“DON’T BE A PASSING CLOUD;      
    ITS MAKING ME CRY ALOUD…”

I wanna forget your love
And make my heart shallow;
My mind becomes narrow
That it can always think only you .
“DON’T BE A PASSING CLOUD;
 ITS MAKING ME CRY ALOUD….”

 
I can be all alone
Drowning into the deep mourn
But you come back again and again
In my heart to make it filled with pain;
You made me forget this world without grain
And make me sleepless till the sun shine.

“DON’T BE A PASSING CLOUD;
  ITS MAKING ME CRY ALOUD…”

To the onesssss whom I miss…

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