The Songs that I Played

The songs that I played,

Those not mine,

The ones which were already made,

Took me to a higher grade.

From nothing to the top,

All the love I got,

From the ones who loved,

And the ones who prayed.

The bright sun will set,

and then there will,

remain a dark shade.

Life is mysterious,

Will end someday,

No matter what you start,

How much you upgrade.

Sooner or later I will be gone,

and my mysterious memories will,





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Shweta Mehta

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