FASCINATION
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Maazia in
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09 16th, 2009 |
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Oh! Sweet flying robin
Eat not those breadcrumbs which I threw
As I thought to eat those
For life led me to grieve,
Oh! Sweet flying robin,
Fly somewhere else and make another home
For my life, I lived on rent
So what can I provide you?
Ah! My dear, I know you love me too much to part
But darkness is upon me
And I don’t want to deprive you of light,
Hence, my dear sweet robin
I leave you, thoughts and memories of mine
So do remember me with morbid fascination
As I will remember my life.
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