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6d
You and me in a huge rush in the bus 
A weird peace when I see you. 
A thousand words spoke in 
Forcing me to compliment you
Numerous eyes watching you 
My confused eyes glancing at you 
Several stories narrating within them
Forgiving different destinations 
Time is melting like a wax candle. 
You are getting off the bus.
I saw your awaiting company. 
Accepted my every day routine 
But I still can't get over your love.
My hidden looks upon you,
Your blindfolded love for her,
Envy when I recall all these,
End up raising a fence of guilt. 
Over my negligence in our past.
Written by
Prem  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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   Liana
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