Relation
You met me, I saw you and a story began
Those were the days,
With Cool and bright rays,
Finger with the finger,
Fear to mingle.
Look at once, touch,
Turned back and saw each other,
The eyes with tears
The lips with fear,
Having a lot to say but no words to dare
Look me around, think me if you found,
If you can feel me, you can heal me.
I am alone, but you are in the crowd.
The glimpse of your face made me think again,
The murmuring sound, the laughing around,
Fun frolic was what, everywhere we found
But everything now has gone. I always pray to god,
Give me a reason to have a relation,
But never give a reason to break a relation.
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