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Boomerang

Play me a love song that hurts the least,
And dear schools of faith, lie to me
Tell me that this world will take one quick turn and she will return
Bring me god because everytime I close my eyes I float back to the park-bench that still fits us perfectly,
I feel the cold we once touched and missed
And I float back to the garden from where we watched this earth hide in grey
There's as much love in the air and the music it plays around my ears makes me wanna forget all that remained and keep floating
And In my dreams I wake up next to her,
I look at her curls and beg those shells to flaunt their pearls and I swim closer
So, don't tell me there's more to life than this
Hit me with one sweet lie
Tell me that you can see her coming
Like a boomerang she will come back to me
And please don't ask me to stop floating
Because everytime I tried to move on, death smiled
Written by Atript-Abhinav
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