since that day when i was alone..
i was sitting in a broken chair..
looking at a tree trashed by fire blown..
wondering whether you were a hero or evil
i tried a lot to extinguish that fire..
i tried a lot to compensate with an
again your angel vibes comes thru d
tym hs nt taught me to neglect your evil
i pushed myself back as i always do..
i pushed you away by negotiating ds
its a battle btw mind , heart n also my
evil saviour z nw turning into hero
my heart n mind merge at an end point..
its a clear vision of having him with open
after all it's an end of that fight in my
evil saviour has become my heart saviour
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