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Jan 2019
Every night to you I come tired,
I know often I act weird,
You wipe my tears almost always,
And keep my sorrows at bay.

I get relaxed in your hand,
I feel away from the noisy band,
I'm in debt to you whole life,
Where you showered love whole life.

I have thrashed you frequently to the wall,
I have stood on you to feel tall,
Still you cared for me so much,
None have done anything as such.

You are my bestie indeed,
For all the life I got to lead,
I lie on you looking at willow,
For you are my dear pillow.
Funny
Neha Udaykumar
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Neha Udaykumar  20/F/Bangalore,India
(20/F/Bangalore,India)   
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