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My Diary
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way.
Mostly of those hard words,
Those that made me;
Fall apart, Fall down,
Broken into pieces.
You my Old Friend,
Listen to me once,
I've got something new,
Something good.
That I...I love you!
For keeping my memories,
Without any problem,
With pleasure and love.
© Kinzang Tshomo
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way.
Mostly of those hard words,
Those that made me;
Fall apart, Fall down,
Broken into pieces.
You my Old Friend,
Listen to me once,
I've got something new,
Something good.
That I...I love you!
For keeping my memories,
Without any problem,
With pleasure and love.
© Kinzang Tshomo
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