Thursday, February 21, 2002

Addicted to your smile


Right through the midnight
             Till the mist of the dawn
I searched for my Angel
             But the dreams are gone

The heart conflicts with the mind
Though it happens only for a while
Then why do I like you so much?
Probably I’m addicted to your smile

Through the light of the day
             When I’ve so much to say
You fall in my way
             But don’t prefer to stay

Why do I like you so much?
Is it your distinct style?
Probable is still the mystery
As I’m addicted to your smile

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