मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते हैà¤
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
There's this subject called chemistry
how it works is a total mystery
it is an at
An Argument
've oft been told by learned friars,
That wishing and the crime are one,
And Heaven punishes d
When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.Â
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You are the one I love with all my might..
You are the one I’m think
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
Every Day My Love For You Grows
Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought
True inner joy is self – created.
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
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