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My Love

By Sri Harshini


True was my love,

 flew like a dove,

 I'm ready to bow,

 for the ones I love.

 

Will go upto the infinity,

 Just to show you my ability,

 To love you,

 Until the day I die.

 

It's not like in the movies,

 Love is not like rubies,

 More valuable than that,

 Shinier than that,

 And rare,

 And I'll care,

 Cuz it's the only way,

 I can show my love,

 Which flew like a dove.

 

All these years,

 And all these tears,

 Falling from your eyes,

 I promise you I'll be nice,

 And not like an ice,

 Cuz it's the only way,

 I can show my love,

 Which flew like a dove.


By Sri Harshini


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