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Thursday, February 5, 2009


The moment I was out of the womb
Till the second my corpse get into tomb
My respect for my parents stays

Moment I caugh runs their leg
I feel I’m inside the shell of an egg
My parent’s affection ever stays

My sickness never allow them to sleep
Not allowing me hear even the clocks beep
My parent’s sacrifice all days

All my births, I want to have them the same
Only wish to god I always claim
“Thanks to god” GB says

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  1. hey
    !! u r really inovative ! gr8 ideas gb ! hats off !!!:) u rock !

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