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Atleast Don't Say

To someone it seems like a morning,
To someone it seems like a evening,

To me its just another time,
That is without you,For me,

I am like one of these rocks in the sea,
For once, I was with the land,

As like, I was with you,
Then I was with life,

Every moment with you was love,
Never to know what was to come,

The waves came by, and crashed on me,
But I was determined, together were we,

Soon the water rushed by,
The rock was alone in the sea,

Its the same me, only if you could see,
Can't live without you, come to me,

If you can't make it to me,
At least don't say, you don't love me....

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Verses:Pravs J www.pravsworld.com
Photos:All poster.com
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