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Submitted:Feb 26, 2013 Reads: 4 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
one who i had ,
but not all bad.
she could only make me happy,
and made me like a baby.
like the showering rain,
she can rub my pain.
may she with me always,
to show me the way.
how to tell her the story,
that mad me sad.
can anyone become like her,
this is the magic of care .
her love is like a dream,
with no bitterness of neem.
she is always cool dude,
and she is never rude.
never make me away from her,
that i can't bear.
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-HRIDYA.M.G
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