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>Give me something…

>You only stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep.
I was meant to tread the water,
But now I’ve gotten in too deep.
For every piece of me that wants you,
Another piece backs away.
You give me something.
That makes me scared alright.
This could be nothing,
But I’m willing to give it a try.
Please give me something,
Because someday I might know my heart.
You only waited up for hours,
Just to spend a little time alone with me.
And I can say I’ve never bought you flowers,
I can’t work out what they mean.
I never thought that I’d love someone,
That was someone else’s dream.
Please give me something,
Because someday I might call you from my heart.
It might be a second too late.
And the words that I could never sayAre gonna come out anyway.

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There is a deep and cosmological connection between my birth, my parent's decision to name me what they did, my profession and my education. This brings me to the conclusion that fate is predetermined and like in Hindu mythology, is written by Brahma when someone is born. Example: My name is unique. I did my grads in Psychology. I then did my masters in HR (offshoot of following all the psychos). I then did the ultimate decision of joining an MNC in ............. beat it, BUSINESS DEVELOPMENT. So, I have the concept 'MAD' in my name, my education, my choice of career and all the milestone decisions of my life. Now, is it predetermined or what ? :-D

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