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Apr 2015
Its an easy way to tell how I feel,
Just don't leave. Please!
That moment has just caught me, I feel deserted already.
No wonder how I will survive, though you stayed for a while.
That feel, people are bound to leave.
You hold onto the ones worth gold,
But do I match that standards,
Thinking about it is just cold.
Things are bound to suffice,
Ultimately its gonna be nice.
I wish I could make myself believe,
Certainty to never lose someone like you,
I wish I could achieve.
manika shrivastava
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