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With a kind of person she was...
With a kind of person she was...
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The tears made a ocean,
salty, sad, sweet, sensible and sensitive very senselessly.
It was lonely, dark, deep and cold....
in slumber there was there, her mind.
I whispered 'you are lonely there? '
she shouted ' well I am happy here and bit cold.'
Shall I dry up these tears, so that for you to be out here?
Well either ways I won't be a new person, said she!
With smiles she says,
Once in for all I choose to close my doors...
Forgive me,
Forget me,
Farewell to me...
All broken but beautiful smiles she bears,
She whispered 'deepest down beneath the layers I am happy to be here! '
