All can be altered.. Just by the spill of the magic ink... All can be altered.. Just by the spill of the magic ink...
The poet says that the world only know the alter of him. The poet says that the world only know the alter of him.
I make a wish That I can alter it, I make a wish That I can alter it,
Today the chapter was of despair Getting no clue to alter or repair Today the chapter was of despair Getting no clue to alter or repair
She lies within me and sometimes if you look closely You can see her within the cracks of my skin... She lies within me and sometimes if you look closely You can see her within t...
Which was deeply hurt! Which was deeply hurt!