Passing by a lane
Where we used to be
Laughing together for no reason
Holding hand in hand
We didnt bother about d crowd to be
BT we spent time dere
There we used to be
I m passing by dose lane
Bt no hand to hold
No laugh which reliefs me
Feel of lonelyness in a crowd
Now it scares me
Itz d same lane
Where we used to be....
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