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Feb 2015
I can still hear the laughter of that room,
Where we came from different houses,
But we were like a family every noon,

My heart still lingers for that flawless edge,
Where we had troubles,worries,sorrows,
But we smiled it away in the end,

I can't say, I can never really speak of it,
Even today my heart cries for those days,
But to bring them back, I don't really have a trick,

We have grown up and time has passed,
Now none of us know about the others,
Who once meant like sisters and brothers,

Today ,I don't even speak of my nostalgia,
'Cause if I do would keep talking forever,
And you'll wish if I had something like amnesia,

I just hope ,they're all okay,
Those friends of mine,
Whom I can't forget for a day,

But with a smile,
And a laughter on my cracked lips,
I'll always try to hide those feelings behind.
I never talk about this with anyone. And I never can tell the story behind this. But it was the most beautiful time of my life which no one can bring back.
Annie
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Annie  22/F/Pakistan
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