Do tell…

When you go in
To the den where you use
to hide,
The one I love
Tell my love is true
Fight for my love,
Do tell

Do not torture
It would be a waste of your time
For you know his love is true
So is mine
But tell him to fight to survive
Do tell…

~ Dakshi~

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