With deep thoughts comes a deep words and deep philosophical writings . The man who thinks too much writes too much and get confused too much.he has many options out of it and the more he try to find a way out of thinking for one solution the more he goes in dilemma is this exactly what he thought about is it exactly what he meant the life would be ?
My love is all I have In this life of love My remorse my sadness Has become my companion I still wonder what of my life was Other way around But I keep on remorsing the fact which lies in my hand My heart beats still for the longing love It is not her it is not her I am tired of running around I am saddened of the dryness I see in my life But my heart beats I still have hope My thoughts my emotions are all out again My pleasure my life are merely facts The reality I see is different as I assume I am just moving but I keep on quitting the bad in me My heart beats still I have a hope my faith on my dreams My dreams will once Will be alive nevertheless in new ways
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