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Jan 2016
Breakups, breakups everywhere,
You may run & hide anywhere.
Probably I should have dug a grave out,
And watched her pour the gravel in as I relaxed down there.

Some old friends make you know,
About their breakups so slow.
Blamed on simply not getting along,
It's a lame way of telling, 'I got bored'.
All I heard today was breakup news.
How people can be so mechanical?

My HP Poem #968
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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