muskura ke seh lete hai hum har ek zakham
nam jab tumhara is zakhm se juda ho
labau pe saj jati hai madhdham si muskurahat
zikr jab tumhara mere saamne hua ho
One Last Time
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As you realize it's not my breathing but the rustle of the windAnd my
silken skin slips like beads of satin through your fingersFlowing tresses
beckon you ...
8 years ago
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