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i saw flames in her eyes
those flames that she'd hiding from sight
of everyone with her facade 
it's natural that she'd receive a large 
part of hate
but that's on debate
coming back to me again
things always remain the same
but lets go back tto her
she'd suffered
a lot
and been through some tight spot
so she's strong
handling tons of pressure on her own
but look at me; a complain box
whose life is nothing more than coaxed
up lies to show the world that
i'm okay so i've spat
on myself a number of times
in fact every time i whine   
about every small things
saying that i'm a strong human being
but one thing connects us
in spite of all the social dust
that both of us fight the battles unseen
by the world and so we lean
on to each other for smiles
that keeps on going for miles
even though we are miles apart
our heart always remains close
and that's why I choose 
her
my love
#promise (she is way stronger than she seems and i am way weaker than i seem. miss her a lot though)
-yakaa: jujaa: 

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