'I' thought she loves me, when
'S'he kissed me back that night,
But its seems like, I was
'H'er shoulder to cry on,
'A' soft spot where she can lie
And forget about her obstacles.
'N'evertheless,hatred was never a concern
There is always a way to solve an
'X' that's why we learn whenever we teach.
'A'nother day will come,
When what ever goes around has to be followed!
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