My soul Oh my soul where you have gone? In his arms His arms are pillow of mine bedsheet His memories are so detest that they have stolen my soul Oh my where you have gone? His arms are so much winsome that my soul has become madly mad For others My soul is a mentally retarded soul which always like a sunset which sets in his arms But for mine soul his arms are the sunrise of mine life His memories..My soul or his???😕😓😍😍