I've folded impressionable paper into swans twisted their wings and wrung their necks to make sure they sit straight and elegant to eyes now I tell them all they can't fly
If my heart could speak , It would have told you how many times in a day it mourns for you , How many times in a day it screams for you , How many times it skips a beat hoping that you might be missing the company of "my heart" too ! // Caption //
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