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sufiya firdose Aug 2018
its my mistake and you keep reminding other
and here i keep falling down to earth
i thought you liked me
but you keep back bitting
telling them what i lack
and reminding me our sweet moments
if you want me to be best
cant you just tell me not the rest
and here i thought you liked me
and you keep back bitting
i know i am not the angel
and definitely not as perfect
but still you can help
is it that hard for you to tell
your are bad at this
you should not be like this
is it that hard
then why does you keep telling those people all this ****....why?
these are my mistakes and i guess i am going to correct this..
so if you have a problem come to me..
not to them
and i thought you liked me
but you keep back biting
yup this always happens to me yaah may b i lack in something but its too rude to do this  is'nt
sufiya firdose Aug 2018
I once had a beautiful mother
Who used to be a teacher
She teaches hundreds of students
Yet I was the special one
She left me behind
When I was as sleep in my dreams
God ask her to come
Because he needs the one
The one who loves and take cares of every one
She left me without a good bye wave
May b she was to scare
That I would cry like a baby
I love to watch over blue sky
Because someone said me she is up above so high
Taking care of littlie firefly
When I wanna cry
I watch the beautiful sky
So that she can tell me everything is fine
And give me a warmed smile
She is my beautiful mother
Now who became an angel....
hmm well this i wrote to comfort my self i usully don't understand why it should be my mom and she passed when i was hardly 6 soo that tym my dad told me she is in sky and moon taking care of little angels
sufiya firdose Aug 2018
you think they are great ....just great
who knows what comes next
life changes like a coin
sometimes head ,sometimes tail
today they are king
so it does't mean they will always be king
time changes ...
tomorrow they will be soilder
of a king who once used to be their slave....
and you think they are great...just great
this poem i wrote while travelling with my friend for our maths exam and she was so frittend because of others

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