Late night
Not just in some.. times
Upto ten times in a week's
I wake up very late
In the middle of night
To say hi to my life
To whom I see as my half
She is the one that wakes
That gives my life a sense
She doesn't know all this
Or she don't care if I miss
So I see her in my hand
At late night on my bed
Hoping to see her again
I kiss my phone on her chi...
Wednesday 15th November 2023 4:37 pm
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