She was a beautiful soul
Yeah acknowledged only now
Don't know why she did it
She was bipolar
I knew it
I was said to look after her
Be with her, talk to her
I had some small talks with her not so deep
Even though I loved it
But I think we were not meant to talk too much
We loved each other
We had genuine smiles on each other
each time we collided
That was enough
I didn't ask about her issues
Because it was the way it would be
Now she has fleed from her genuineness
to something mysterious
She cared for me
After her flee I could only remember her
happiness, goodies about her
All of us will cry on her
After sometime others may be there to cry on our flee
The cycle goes on and on and on
Devil inside me sounded the above
But below is my words from the angel
The wrong time she has gone
Creating holes in our efforts
Customs demands to see her
But logic says no noooo, nooo need
All is just a joke

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