Confession # 251 Male, B.A. III The mysterious girl. I first saw you sitting in the bus one Saturday in the parking lot. Next i saw you when the debate competition was held. And the third time i saw you was during the freshers meet. And thats all. I tried so much yet couldnt find you anywhere else. O mysterious girl who are u? Where do i find you? That beautiful face without a hint of expression. You resemble a sculpture;a beautiful work of art. Oh! How i wish to meet you.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 11:37:12 +0000
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