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Poetic Thoughts – Memories
We met when
we were not so old
Life was fine and happy
until you turned so cold
Why do you say
past is not be fold?
Its so beautiful and I miss it
hey! whoever said old is not gold
How can I forget
what you once told
A girl can love only once in life
thats before you got mould
dont know what took us apart
Our love … so strong and bold
But my soul still craves for you
and in my breath your memories hold
And hence the past is fold
to view my treasure and gold
to remember all of that beautiful world.