aashka thakkar Poems

She is our princess we must confess,

she laughs and plays and makes a mess.
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some days i want to live
some days i wish it’s over
some days i long to see
some days i wait to die;
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I read an ad in the paper one day
In the Dallas Morning News
All about my class reunion in
A town near Santa Cruz
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Just a line to say I'm living
that I'm not among the dead,
Though I'm getting more forgetful
and mixed up in my head
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Over and over
I tried
Over and over
You lied
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i wish i could go back
to all those foolish years
to those times at night
that i shed all my tears
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You're a true friend,
that I want you to know,
Our love for each other
has helped us to grow.
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What a mystery love is,
I thought that it wouldn't happen again
But I was wrong
I'm here again writing
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Whenever I feel your touch
It lights me up
Whenever I feel your breath
It warms me up
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Why would you want to be someone else
When you could be better by being yourself
Why pretend to be someone you are not
When you have something they haven't got
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