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THE FINAL BELL🥺

Suddenly I realized that it's the last day of my college.


No more semesters,
No more boring lectures,
The corridor we used to play,
Will be empty all the day;
The canteen we used to eat and chat,
Will be memories of where we sat;
The time of Sighting our crush
Will no more make us blush;
The last minute projects and assignments
Will no more gives us excitement;

What comes next, none can say,
As we part, going our own way.
Promises made to stay in touch,
Yet reality says it won't be that much.
Some cried, some laughed, as we bid adieu,
Tears rolling down, amongst the few.
You not only miss the people you love,
But also miss the person who you are now.



Comments

  1. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 00:50

    Miss you all!😭

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  2. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 00:51

    Super ma,best wishes for your future

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  3. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 00:52

    Will miss you🥺🫶🏻

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  4. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 01:20

    Reallyyy reallyyyy miss youuuu guysssss!!!🥹🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻

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  5. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 01:33

    Going to miss all this 😢 🥹

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  6. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 02:06

    Time of learning and adventure became as a memory 🥺🥺🥺❤️‍🩹

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  7. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 02:47

    21BCE You'll always be remembered. Thankyou for being a part of my life. I wish that I'll meet everyone again ❤️❤️

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  8. Yogan Kanagaraj8 May 2024 at 06:49

    Super ma💚
    "Promises made to stay in touch,
    Yet reality says it won't be that much" - true lines

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  9. Anonymous8 May 2024 at 08:28

    Gonna be a major miss in our life....
    Maybe be the promises can be kept at times....❤️‍🩹🥹
    Already started to miss u all so much guys♾️

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  10. Anonymous26 January 2025 at 08:01

    Naenacha oru Matiri feel la iruku. 😒

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