එකමත් එක දවසක ..
I want something to hold
It's you and your hand so called
Close my eyes and be a bold
That is what I dream in gold
Met everyday but I'm not brave
Hide the dream and pretended a save
Understood you everything I gave
Felt I grounded in a grave
Want to keep away my eye
Designed a smile decorated with lie
Heard a word 'Why you always shy'
Come and hold my hand until die...
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