The Love of Who?
I Move Through The Shadows Of The Night
Because You Leave Me Feeling Like Your Shining Knight
Dont Let My Hand Go
For It Will Be My Last Show
For Lifes Turns Have Churned Me This Way
I Have So Many Words I Feel To Say
But You Leave Me To Ingest Them
I Wish To Tell You, But When?
Copyright © Akshar Jhalla | Year Posted 2008
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