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How long...?
Beautiful doll dressed in pink ,
when swing used to be my most precious thing.[BR
Princes, ponies some magic filled fairytales ,
existed once down my memory lane.
Like everything else I had to losse,
it flowed away with a flood and left some bruise.
I learned to loose and earned for the others,
stones in the road taught me to suffer.
I walked with my head held high ,
even looked back every now and then ,for the friend who would never stop by..
But u proved me wrong ,like olden days ,
when I had nothing to remorse for and u had no one to blame.
Holding me in time , when I didn't even feared to break.
Tell me my friend how long is it going to be held.
Ummm yeah I think it fits today's epi
Remember bachpan ki yadein poem kuch wesa hi hain
Woh thread doondhne ke liye alas a rahin toh yaha post kar diya
But do tell me how was it.
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Beautiful doll dressed in pink ,
when swing used to be my most precious thing.[BR
Princes, ponies some magic filled fairytales ,
existed once down my memory lane.
Like everything else I had to losse,
it flowed away with a flood and left some bruise.
I learned to loose and earned for the others,
stones in the road taught me to suffer.
I walked with my head held high ,
even looked back every now and then ,for the friend who would never stop by..
But u proved me wrong ,like olden days ,
when I had nothing to remorse for and u had no one to blame.
Holding me in time , when I didn't even feared to break.
Tell me my friend how long is it going to be held.
Ummm yeah I think it fits today's epi
Remember bachpan ki yadein poem kuch wesa hi hain
Woh thread doondhne ke liye alas a rahin toh yaha post kar diya
But do tell me how was it.
[SIZE=2][/SIZE]
