by Rahul Bhattacharya on Friday, 12 November 2010 at 02:16
you even clicked my best memories
black coffee and cigarettes are my only friends
you had to go, could have gone with grace
and then the stars shine upon your face
and confuse me with a cruel mix of memories
no home left now i know that for sure
i just drop in a promise to leave without a trace
but you will always see a smile upon my face
even though you clicked my best memories
black coffee and cigarettes are my only friends
you had to go, could have gone with grace
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