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Shweta Jha

Drama Tragedy

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Shweta Jha

Drama Tragedy

Things You Left Behind

Things You Left Behind

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Your nice tie 

Which I always tied in your collar

Your bizarre painting 

To see that I always went on fainting 

Your favorite pillow 

For this your self esteem became shallow 

Your shoes that makes you 

Always groove

But along these materialistic things 

You left something 

Just like a bling

Unfortunately that is not me 

Our unborn baby is our love 's string .



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