Its Not My Fault

Its Not My Fault short poem

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Don’t blame it on me if I have fallen for you
Your eyes are so intense and kills me too,
This feeling is love and after ages
I felt I am free from so many cages

It’s your look that gives me those chills
I am telling you now,it definitely kills
It’s your voice that keep ringing in my ears
Oh baby! that has also filled me with so many fears

It’s you who seduced me with your charm
I am dying to get wrapped up in your arms,
So Don’t just blame it on me in this game
I admit I have lost myself as winning “you” has been the only aim!!

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With a beautiful charmer drawing you with every move, you are certainly not to be blamed!


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