I think of you In lonely days And In starry nights, When the shadow of moon Reaches the window curtains As it atrembles the beatings of my heart Increases, and I wonder if the glint disappears; like you, For I can only envisage you. Haul you in thru imagination, But never can earn you. And Oh! how to forget The pain you caused me When lied you love me Made me believe the dancing butterflies And all that was said in between Reverberating, lacerating, lurking Behind me You bewitched my soul And though you tore it in pieces I cannot condemn you For I was the one Who chose you ~ Farzana Shah
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