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Catch Me If You Can: I say, "baby you my life".
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Catch Me If You Can. Sunday, May 11, 2014. I say, "baby you my life". She calls and says, "you do not miss me". I say, "baby, don't start a fight". You want me to go away" and she breaks down. I feel sad and whisper, holding her picture tight,. Baby, you my life. Baby, you my life". I would leave this world, just to be with you always. I promise sugar, I would run to you when you call my name. Please don't say, I want you to go away. Baby baby. you my life, you my life". No one can take it from us.
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Catch Me If You Can: October 2012
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Catch Me If You Can. Monday, October 1, 2012. 34, life slows. On the edge, of this ledge. Party grows, twitching shows. Scotch flows, no one knows. Dream dies, friends fly. That Bitch, found a nitch. Morning blues, alarm Snooze. Work kills, weekend thrills. Six pack, not a fact. Late nights, facebook plight. Small tits, girls hit. Porn Porn, come on. Breaking Bad, who said. CK 1, lots of fun. Mall runs, give me a gun. Broken me, no one sees. Thirty four, I miss you more. Links to this post.
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Catch Me If You Can: April 2012
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Catch Me If You Can. Tuesday, April 3, 2012. She changes her name often to run and hide. But is still found and is beautiful to me. Someone tell her she is missed. The seasons change and so does she. This is that time when the flowers blossom. And spread the scent and feeds the bee. Unfortunate my hope is alone. Can't get to write a happy tune. The rainbow and the wooly cloud brings some relief. But who would clean up this gloom. A bird perches on the cloth line; she is singing a fine tune.
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Catch Me If You Can: February 2012
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Catch Me If You Can. Tuesday, February 14, 2012. This cold winter and longing. Another day without you. I drown in wine. To save the self from you. Without sign of you. Why do I wait? You took a lot from you. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Welcome to my world. View my complete profile. There was an error in this gadget. Vidya Stokes: I work harder than many half my age. SHARK IN A POND. There was an error in this gadget. 169; Kamal Sharma. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Catch Me If You Can: August 2012
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Catch Me If You Can. Sunday, August 19, 2012. Little feet, little feet. Wants to run in the back street. Mommy says not till you eat. How do the baby cheat. Mom is so sweet. But she is tough to beat. The baby sneaks into the main street. Mom runs and pulls him off his feet. Scold him good and puts him in hot seat. Little feet, little feet. Is sad and frowns in his bucket seat. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Welcome to my world. View my complete profile. There was an error in this gadget.
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Catch Me If You Can: November 2014
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Catch Me If You Can. Saturday, November 15, 2014. Would the last of me be the best of me. How would life be for her without me. Will I miss little pleasures like tea. What about Grand slams and grand prix. I possibly can't forsee. How this world would be without me. Better, cleaner, happier or infested by flees. Don't take me seriously, I plea. Did I mention, I am deficient in Vitamin D. And I have never seen a lime tree. Let there be smiles for everyone to see. Cheers to this life and U2's Joshua Tree.
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Catch Me If You Can: January 2013
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Catch Me If You Can. Sunday, January 6, 2013. Cold nights of freezing winter. My warm breath against her cheeks. Her fingers plays with my hair. A nervous smile on her face. Fear of end devouring me. This night would get over soon. A muggy day follows. No sign of sun. A smile beams from the far corner. She breaks into a dance. I watch her as she glides. A beautiful day starts. Sadness drenches the mood. Time to leave she says. A tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. Promise to be with me forever.
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What Harsh Wants To Say.: September 2009
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What Harsh Wants To Say. A Futurist and Historian :). IPad / Tablet Version. Monday, September 21, 2009. What I am doing now a days? Length that too rarely. So when I decided to write something bigger and lighter, I chose them. Let me introduce them…. So if you are fed up of big names in blogging, get along with them before they make it big . Posted by Harsh Nema. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Picture Window theme. Theme images by RASimon.
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Catch Me If You Can: March 2012
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Catch Me If You Can. Sunday, March 11, 2012. This gradual decay of the memories. Is making a space in my chaotic mind. Giving me freedom from your thoughts. A sense of stillness settles. The myriad hues of the setting sun. Becons me to ready for a new day. Nothing binds me to you anymore. Nor the tears neither the smiles. Can't beguile my solvent self. Hope you find someone new. I got to live this life beautiful. Better it woud be without you. The weather has changed. I have to step out. SHARK IN A POND.
