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Apr 2015
he sat alone in sadness.
the air of melancholy were suffocating his lungs.
clotting his veins,
slowing his heart beat,
he wanted to scream her name but no words were enough to tell the stars how much he needed her back.
Where did I go wrong?
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     MAK, sanch kay and teriyakimandi
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