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Angel


I have never in my life felt like this.
I want to take all her pain away.
I want to hear to every word that she say.

I have never in my life felt like this.
It is with her that I could be the real me.
The one who thinks silly thoughts,
The one who gets into kiddish talks.
I am not afraid what she thinks about me and neither is she.
We truly are strange friends.
She completes me in every sense.

I have never in my life felt like this.
It is deep, It is innocent
How can I tell how I feel when she smiles.
She is the one with I can be just me,
No fronts, no guards, no pretenses, Just me..

'Angel'
Are you real or just my imagination??
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  1. JaspreetJune 30, 2010 at 10:12 AM

    Beautifully written it is!!

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  2. Maitraie BaxiJune 30, 2010 at 12:23 PM

    aaawwwww......this is beautiful,ur words reflect so much the way i think and would write.

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  3. Harshad MehtaJune 30, 2010 at 5:55 PM

    feelings that a Mom will carry within. Well expressed.

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  4. Diana D'SouzaJune 30, 2010 at 7:01 PM

    i hope she is for real
    - Dia

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  5. UnknownJune 30, 2010 at 10:08 PM

    i too hope that she if for real.. :)

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  6. SaumyaJune 30, 2010 at 11:21 PM

    beautifully penned!

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  7. R!July 1, 2010 at 11:45 AM

    I will wish her for you :)

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  8. Beyond HorizonJuly 3, 2010 at 11:13 PM

    touching....deep words "She is the one with I can be just me".........Angel wud not b imagination....sumwer near....wait...u ll b destined 2 meet ur angel :)

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