abid khan - when i die, please dont cry

when you pass by my, door....
when you see the..
dirty curtain...
again, and think, am i in, laying down...
the same way i used to....
please, dont cry....
when someone new hold you and..
touch you..
the way i used to...
and if you even see...
the dimple same place....
i used to have...
don't hold your breath.....
and close your eyes....
then please, dont cry....
when you feel lonly.....
and think what you have....
done to me...
and now can not...
turn back to me...
just close your eyes and smile....
please dont cry....
and if...
one day when you would call...
an old friend's of our's...
just to talk about..
those old days...
we were togather...
and to be cheered up by...
old memmories...
the time we spent togather....
cuddling eachother...
careing, and shareing love...
and if you hear the stale news...
that i died long by then...
just pray for me....
remember me...and
please dont cry....

abid khan

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