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A Black jacket!
I am wondering, why there's no love any more,
Probably, u like those people, who love you more,
But I'm here to grant you more,
To assemble all the pages, which you tore,
Still, wanna say, I love you to the core,
People who love you, will make you bore,
Still yelling, till my throat goes sore,
The yelling, even makes the lion roar,
Seems, it still doesn't pour,
We're still trying to be four,
It's a deceptive one, which you made me wore!

© Shirsendu Mukherjee!
© shish