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I sometimes fail to express what I feel for you,
Cause
Every feeling with you is so beautiful...
That sometimes it's hard to believe that it's true..♥

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  1. TanviFebruary 16, 2011 at 8:43 AM

    Yes its hard to believe its soo beautiful when you are around... :)

    Cheers,

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  2. Blasphemous AestheteFebruary 17, 2011 at 6:19 AM

    :) Beautiful.

    How do we define something that is more than beautiful. Nice one.

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  3. Sakhi.February 19, 2011 at 6:41 AM

    beautiful (:

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  4. RKFebruary 20, 2011 at 10:33 AM

    First time in ur blog...
    Little still cute:)
    loved it :)

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  5. JackMarch 5, 2011 at 6:52 AM

    Juhi,

    Caught up with 2 pending posts. You are as good at photography as in writing poems. Nicely captured moments. This statement is so true that at times one feels like it is a dream.

    Take care

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  6. AshmitaaMarch 24, 2011 at 1:56 AM

    aww..i like :)

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  7. rainboyMarch 28, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    beautiful words kiddo.

    take care

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  8. The PoetApril 26, 2011 at 2:40 PM

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  9. The PoetApril 26, 2011 at 4:23 PM

    Sometimes, a look, a smile or even a touch is all that's needed. To be enslaved by love is the most beautiful and comforting feeling in the world.

    (Thanks for commenting over at my blog)

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