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Monday 1 September 2014

Thought of you

You were always near,

But never with me,

You were always there,

But never for me.

When I wanted to cry,

You cold shouldered me.

When I wanted to share happiness,

You made mockery of me.

When I wanted to be  in silence,

You shouted at me.

When I needed you most,

You left me.

May be some compulsions,

Made you so.

But my love for you,

Always made me thought of you.


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