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Oct 2016
Lest one may tap my shoulder from my past,
For I'm striving to come back to my present.

Beyond thinking about her 24x7x365 benefit,
Now here I'm cursing myself for being unfit.

Was she true ever, or was I paranoid forever,
I will not get to know any of it for real ever.

Her mother had told me about her daughter,
That she had met someone else from Gujarat.

And now I have known who it was before me,
For whom she broke up with me permanently.

Will you just continue to hide behind your lies,
Or would you come out in the open ultimately?

Oh dear, why did you not tell me to stop ever,
Were you just trying me just as a time pass bf?
Accept that you were doublecrossing me, I will forgive you and just move on satisfactorily.

Your mother had told me that you had met that a particular Gujarati boy named Rahul much before I came into your life.

Now even that Rahul Kushwah has confirmed the same on a Hike Chat and said much more than just that. He revealed that he has always been your boyfriend.

I request you to just accept the fact and be with anyone you want – help me be happy with the fact that I did not leave any stone unturned.

I will be completely happy, my readers will agree.

HP Poem #1197
©Atul Kaushal
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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   ---, Timothy and agalwithwords
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