Friend of Mere
You the great guy
Gave me high five
Made me smile
Even if I lied
I made you cry
But you never lost hope to try
You were ready for all the risks
Never got afraid of those upcoming bees
I miss you hard
In this town
When you be infront
My eyes get burnt
I really can' t see
Except those falling tears
You be on my side
That what make me tied
Broken wings
Are just clinged
So entangled into one another
Too hard to make a feather
Really need you in this lightening weather
Being a saviour
You always be there
Now I need you as a friend of mere
Copyright © Ruchita Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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