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Lost And Found


One day I was sinking and was left all alone.
The path that I took, was not for me to go.
I lost myself, I lost my heart.
The pain was intense and was breaking me apart.
But now everything is clear, there is not even a single tear.
I know who I am and I know what I want.

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  1. Harshad MehtaMarch 20, 2010 at 8:24 AM

    Nice way to describe what may happen to all of us often.

    Important is - "Who I am and what I want"

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  2. JessSMarch 20, 2010 at 10:19 AM

    Nicely written and enjoyable to read. And very personal. Also like the layout and photos. Very pretty blog.

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  3. KooMarch 20, 2010 at 11:55 AM

    Nice! Really liked it :)

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  4. UrvashiMarch 20, 2010 at 11:24 PM

    hmmmmm.... true.. :) last line effective....

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  5. Trail-stained FingersMarch 24, 2010 at 8:01 PM

    glad you found your path :) nice simple poetry - just the way it should be.

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  6. MaitraieMarch 28, 2010 at 12:02 PM

    wonderful!!

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  7. AnonymousApril 14, 2010 at 10:32 AM

    Awesome..nice words...

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