Effort In Love
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Anil Kumar Panda
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A drop of tear from your eye
Kill me thousand times
I feel the pain you have and my
Heart sings sad rhymes
I know well in your heart I do
Not have any room
You dream high and for me in
You love can't bloom
My love for you is as pure as
Color of morning dew
Not for me you are born, you
Need someone new
I will weep for your pain, for
You I can go to the hell
Even after my death I will miss
You in my earthy cell
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