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Women & Men

A few like her eyes that talk
Staring at her juicy lips, men stop
Her dainty physique makes them check her out
But none knows what turns her on
What is it that her little brain ticks to
What her little heart beats for
They all try to make her feel special
But she knows its nothing but pretension
She doesn’t want anything except for true friendship
Aren’t they capable of platonic relationship?

Comments

  1. Yes they are not capable of a platonic relationship. May be they never know what it means to be a friend in its true sense.

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  2. :) yes my true friend... only u know that... n i love u for it

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  3. True friends are rare.
    Very well said.
    No they are not capable and dont expect them to be.

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