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Parents' spoilt brat, I am their only child. I am still not used to it, Loneliness blights me. I try to make them mild, These ghosts of loneliness, The ghosts written in my destiny.
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC
Destiny
Parents' spoilt brat, I am their only child. I am still not used to it, Loneliness blights me. I try to make them mild, These ghosts of loneliness, The ghosts written in my destiny.
My HP Poem #1578 ©Atul Kaushal
Atul
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35/M/Indian
Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC
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