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Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!
-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)

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WO HAR NAJARIYA

वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया

जो हमस�

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I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.

My hands begin to shake whenever she walks

MAN SE SWIKAR

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How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

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You mean the world to me.

Nothing will ever come between us.

No matter what anybo

karne lage hai hum khud se pyar

Zindagi ne, is kaddar, kiya hai,  bas vaar

Bina koi,  churee,  ya koi,&nbs

Hame to Apno Ne Luta....!!!!
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