A little more than efforts,
washed down in the drain.
A little less than assistance,
flew to touch the sky.
The intensity of hurt being small,
but its the every small that makes it big!
The more she tries,
the more she loses,
so much in a demented manner,
makes her laugh at her own losing self.
Though behind that laugh is the hidden tear,
but she has learnt to smile as she walks..in the mass...
Learnt to 'Smile' As She Walks In The Mass!!
(Written August 31 2007)
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