She was like a cold wind pure and freash ,
The wind was something which people didn't wanted to rest
I used to love her so much cause i know ,
She wasn't good but perfect
The cheeks of her's resemble the petals of rose ,
As they were soft and delicate and she was the one who was loved the most
Her eyes so deep a sailor need to use all his skills to handle the mast ,
But my love for her was much greater than the ocean deep and vast
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Shhh!!!!!!! The One Whose Not To Be Mentioned
RandomThis is just a book on random feelings i have every night before going to sleep thinking about her from 💓💓💓 to 💔💔💔💔 And she is the one not to be mentioned
