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May 2016
Darling, will you love me?
And only me?
But negative you stand,
You talk about being in the society,
But I know the society's real face,
Calling them brothers they turn fake,
And symbolic literary kisses turn into 'Who are you?'.

Their fake faces are visible to me,
Why do you knowingly ignore that?

You are not fake like them,
You are faithful to yourself,
Or are you like them, dear?
But I knew that you are not ready to accept this reality behind the societal masquerades of every next man.

You will let go of me but you won't shun the fake society instead, you are addicted to it.

Edit on 19th May, 2016:
She was fake. So fake.

My HP Poem #1075
©Atul Kaushal
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
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