When I see in the past
She walks with me
I get nurves by remembering her
She talks with me
No doubt she was right at her
Don't know why then I refused it later
Passed a long time between us
Not remained to let it continues
No one knows how to fix it back
Couse all the roots of it melt in my cupboards rack
- Raj
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Still She Is
PoetryA Boy after long time of breakup stuck with his loved ones memories.
