When you ask how I've been here without you,

I like to say I've been fine, and I do.

But we both know the truth is hard to come by.

And if I told the truth, that's not quite true.

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.

Some times the hard times won't leave me alone.

Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones.

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.

ghayour ul hassan rao, worok in PAEC (Pakistan)

pakistani (Renala Khurd OKARA)

chandi.walay@yahoo.com

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