No need to say you're sorry no need to feel ashamed
If I'm not the one you love don't feel you're to blame
I don't deny it hurts me and this pain is hard to hide
But at least I lived a little while before I died
I lived long enough to know the sweet thrill of your lips
I knew happiness right down to my fingertips
You'll always be a part of me though you can't be mine
At least I lived a little while before I died
Don't ask me to forget you cause you mean too much to me
I couldn't even if I tried too many memories
My yesterdays were happy days and each memory's locked inside
At least I lived a little while before I diedI lived long enough to know...
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
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The Birth Of India's Soul
B R Ambedkar, With steady hand, Crafted justice for a divided land. With ink and thought, Through day and night, He shaped a future...
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No need to say you're sorry no need to feel ashamed If I'm not the one you love don't feel you're to blame I don't deny ...
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I don't rememeber the password of my blog so writing a blog is the only way by which I can get into...strange but true...
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