m searching the real face of mine..
searching am i with out goal,
in the happiness of mom
in the dreams of my love
in the lost life
in the tears of my pain
in the pearls of other's happiness
in the deep drenches of belief
in the oceans of sorrow
an my real face is no wear to be found..
Wish my heart had stopped
i wouldn't have to see this day
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