We may not share a life,
but we will share an abode.
The keys to it will be our soul.
The pictures of our love
Will be imprinted all over the walls.
I see my colour on your forehead
I hear my beats in your voice.
Every nook and corner will bear testimony of our mutual efforts.
That will be the abode
Where we could have had our future.
But we both know...
but we will share an abode.
The keys to it will be our soul.
The pictures of our love
Will be imprinted all over the walls.
I see my colour on your forehead
I hear my beats in your voice.
Every nook and corner will bear testimony of our mutual efforts.
That will be the abode
Where we could have had our future.
But we both know...
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