Writing Article: BYE BYE 2011

BYE BYE 2011

posted by r260897

now standing on last دن of سال
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
دن سے طرف کی دن we got used to
night سے طرف کی night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
اگلے time we'll say
"damn our دل still misses
THE 2011"
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.they wanted a longer مضمون :P

tijgerin6 BYE BYE 2011 Happy New Year!

r260897 to you tooo

coriann :)

r260897 :)

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Calling all writers!
Are آپ an artist with your words? Do آپ like to write? I know I do. "So آپ Think آپ Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

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