Saturday, September 15, 2007

In Loving Arms


Why of all the beautiful things you can't see,

Is the one between you and me?

The one I hold close to my heart,

Afraid that it'll be torn apart.



Why of all the things you want to know,

Is the past that does not glow?

And the memories should be kept,

For lessons learnt and tears wept.




Why not we create a new chapter,

Be done with the past and over.

For in your loving arms I feel safe,

Come, let's focus on today.

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