The pleasant music are not mere cords.
The decisive war are not mere swords.
The blessed ones are not mere lords.
The four lines are not mere words.
most precious prize
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By
Pranav Kumar
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Every time you give pleasant surprize.
By your beauty, You just mesmerize.
We were together, but I didn't realize.
That You are my most precious prize.
Should I keep it a secret or disclose Out of the millions, Me you have chose But I don't know how should I compose. Be with me till eternity, Can I propose! Happy Propse Day!
From my heart, a gust of blood race. A pinch of pain, reflected on my face. But with a smile, my death I embrace. I was stabbed again on the same place.
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