How couldn’t I remember, ‘guys
I can’t forget that twinkling eyes

How could you leave me in hell’, like this?
When you made my life, “A paradise”

It’s not once, that you made me cry
You made it a habit, an exercise

Leave me alone, or live with me
Do not scurry, my dear otherwise

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