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Jun 2015
He thought it was a good time ..
It finally came true ..
but the sound of her silence ..
is known to drag him far from her .. !!

He slept with some expectation from her ..
Something she told him to do ..
But now it's was just a pretended promise ..
She never think it through .. !!

He still waiting for her to ..
open the door of promise ..
But all the way long he's standing behind the door ..
in a dark place known as a Dead Dream !!
Mayank Ricky
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Mayank Ricky  New Delhi
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