There are times in life, when ur past seems so futile,
Darkness of tomorrow’s nite is da only thing on mind,
Weeping child deep inside trying to make a way out
But my fren, in this life of joy and cry,
Things are gonna turn around,
In the womb of darkest night there is a hope of dawn
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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