you inspired me
to be the better part of me,
you applied your special herb,
whenever you see my injured heart,
your flash of smile,
lights up my mind,
even if I wish,
I can give you nothing of my own,
just because,
it is already been yours,
I therefore place a rose,
before thee,
sometime when I am not around,
pick it up and whisper,
three word for me.
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