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Dec 2014
An apology that things were,
It was my fault that I proposed,
Such a young girl she's...

An effort for inspiring her,
I hoped to guide her to success,
Such a grave mistake..

An obvious step it was but,
Inch by inch it dug the grave,
Such a sorry end to relationship.

As I was the more experienced,
If not more intellectual part,
Upkeep of the relationship supposedly was my responsibility..

She ditching me is okay,
I'll meet my match someday,
May be soon someday when I polish my career...
So sorry, but I will prove you wrong when you had said that I am not 'made' for a relationship.

And I promise that I won't turn back.

I won't eat my words back and walk over the same repetitively rotten path.

My HP Poem #705
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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