Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
1Admi Dosto Ki Mehfil SE Raat Late Ghr Gya
Dosto Ne Pucha K Bivi Ne Kuch Kaha To Nai
Admi Bola Naì Kuch Khas Naì BS YE
2Dant To Mai Wesay ß Niklwane Wala Tha
The Most InteresTinG ThinG abouT thiS sMs is thaT by The Time U Realize That NothinG is WriTTen in iT..
iT WouLd bE Too LaTe For U To Stop Reading iT... ;->
