Seperation with a living Diary....

Seperation with a living Diary....

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If there's a lord .... With a magic wand , Then I just want one thing .... Not the thousand shillings frown emoticon But your SMILE . Not for a WHILE .... Instead , I want it forever . Not that smile which make u look cleaver ...... But that one with innocence . Filled with childish essence .... The one which make me cheer . And that makes all the confusion clear ..... Your hundred Dollar smile .. That make me walk a100 mile cry emoticon smile emoticon smile emoticon And that's without PAIN As all pain goes into VAIN. With the cheerful delight on your FACE ... That my eyes smoothly EMBRACE .... I want your smile ...kiss emoticon kiss emoticon Not for a while ....smile emoticon wink emoticon wink emoticon wink emoticon BUT FOREVER ....., THAT WILL FADE NEVER.....,............ Friends its only for me with the love o sonu.... ......
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"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

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