I wouldn't deny that
I wasn't crazy enough in love
But whatever
You made me feel like a dove
A dove,
Who has no wings to fly,
Neither I tried
Was a little shy.
From those happy mornings
When you met and said Hi !
To those last days
With no decent Good Bye !
If you had wished
You might have tried
And that love
Would have never died.
What kind of relationship can this be called
When I have beautiful hair
You call me bald
Making me insecure
By everything I hate.
I don't know nor even want to know the reasons...
But to go as I m going now...!!
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