love is never the same
every year it loss all its' fame
vanishing like a hide and seek game
the days of true love is never in my frame
those days lovers ate from each others palm
and truly hold tight on each other for a calm
her tears can make you go for a scream
her touch makes you go on a day dream
her heart shone with gold and gleamed
her words cool like a butter cream
her face like a rose in full bloom.
those days she was your account elham
but today the world is in a real shame
ahem! dad calling mum his dame
trust is just in a movie game
everyone has his own claim
@adanabbas
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