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MISS YOU EVERYTIME

SOMETIME IN LIFE FEW THINGS MAKES HABIT

By Sher singhPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
MISS YOU EVERYTIME
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In the quiet hours, a habit formed true, Miss you every time, my heart tells, it's you. Like a melody played in a soft chime, It's a habit, dear, to miss you every time. Moonlit nights, your absence I feel, In the stillness, your memory does appeal. With each heartbeat, a rhythm to rhyme, A habit to cherish, miss you every time. Stars twinkle, echoing a love so prime, In this routine of love, miss you every time. As dawn unveils, and the sun begins to climb, In the morning haze, I habitually miss you every time.

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