Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.
My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.
The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.
I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.
The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.
(Kathleen Sheppard)
Dikha do duniya ko
Kanto jaisi raho par chalkar,
Pa lo apni manzil ko
Ek
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
What we have is something new,
Our love for each other has always been true.
We m
We Had A Lot Of Fun
Whe We Were Together
I'll Never Forget
I'll Always Re
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affecti
You Will Never See Me Fall Like
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
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