Depression

by Charming   Mar 13, 2009


Nobody will die in peace
Or will we die in harmony?
Pressure from all around
Quite places everywhere
Resting in one piece
Starting something new
Till the end of life
Until we find the perfect time
Very little time we have
Whether a person likes it or not
Years pass by ,and yet you see
Zeal still passing through our veins

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