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Dec 2016
Today is my birthday like I said earlier,
I am 1990 years younger than your Jesus,
But 2 days older than being as young.

Today I have people wishing me everywhere,
I am 99.9% satiated today as I write this,
But 'morrow I will be 100% content as I move on.

This will, of course, be for the permanence,
As she bears neither love nor penance,
But she only kept insulting my existence.

She does not deserve any true lover.
She first ruined my birthday in 2014 by double-crossing me for another more handsome-but-awfully wicked boy who just wanted to share a bed with her on the 3rd of December only 20 days prior to my birthday.

However, she realised her mistake soon afterwards and came back on March 24th in 2015.

Then finally she ruined my birthday in 2015 by ditching me again on 13th December just 10 days prior to my birthday.

HP Poem #1339
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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