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Apr 2015
i loved so much that i died loving
an unseen face that made itself manifest,
but so far away i could not hold
and who i was kept me chained like a fool,
wishing for my time to come or for time to
come to an end
death is sweet when the one you love also
plays the role of the angel of death
I AM
sajjad ali
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sajjad ali  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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