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You Are My World



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You're the thought that starts each morning,
the conclusion to each day.
I envision you in all that I do,
and everything I say.

You're the smile on my face,
the sparkle in my eye.
the warmth inside my heart,
the fullness in my life.

The only hand that's laced to mine,
the coat upon my back.
My friend and love you have my heart,
I will never turn back.

You're the dimple in my cheek,
the constant tingle in my soul.
the voice that makes me weak,
You're the one who shields the cold.

You're all I've wanted,
all that I need.
You're all I dream of,
You mean so much to me.

Why did you leave me???
With a Heart drenched in pain...
Eyes full of tears...
Tears pouring down,like rain...

There was no mistake from my part...
Perhaps,You preferred to be apart...

You threw words at me...
With Anger at its peak...
Hardly you gave me..
Any Chance to speak...

Finally A thought struck my mind..
To let you go, Be happy the way you want...
No more Apologies, Do I prefer to chant...


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