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Feeling Weak

I know I can scream and scream but no one will come and save me what's the point of screaming . I am a lost cause. The screams fill my ears, blood flows down my arms, I can no longer scream, my voice has grown weak, the darkness comes out of the shadows , I can feel its cold , icy embrace, I close my eyes, and embrace the darkness, I can no longer fight it .

It is amazing how the existence of some people in our life can make us smile from the heart out.
I Really, Really Need a Hug "jadu ki jhappi"
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  1. DayDreamerNovember 9, 2009 at 11:11 PM

    Love the last list line of this beautiful post!!

    Its sums up everything..

    The number of people who can make us smile is just 1 or two(That is in my case not sure about others)

    Here is your "jadu ki jhappi" (I am not gay..lolz)

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  2. Vineet VermaNovember 10, 2009 at 10:42 AM

    I can feel the warmth thanks.

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