Trends

You are here always 
Inside me but what
I do this trends has broken me
                                                       I wish I could hold my self.........                                               
The time changes by every passing minute
Maybe it has changed the way we loved 
                 We lost our chance                    
My heart can't bear it any longer
Just waiting for the end  
To come and hold me 
But isn’t luck that 
Even end loves me...

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