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By flamy at 11/29/2008 - 11:25
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Dear Bombay,
I'm so far away
But, I suffocate
in the smoke billowing
from so many burning dreams
Dear Bombay,
I look in dismay
As lives gets pilfered
relentless and remorseless
shrouded in familiar screams
My thoughts are empty
My words are hollow
My days are bitter
My purpose is fallow
I'm a ghost
trying to shield you
from bullets and grenades.
I can do nothing...
I'm a feeling
trying to reach you
and comfort you.
I can do nothing...
I am sorry.
I am lost.
My memory is guilty.
My heart is filthy.
I feel myself slipping
in the tide of everyday
But I won't forget to
send a prayer your way
Dear Bombay,
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