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Nov 2016
I am too **** for you to break my heart,
I ****** back from you the privilege I gave.
Now you should sit back and keep watching,
With pure awe look at what I have.
Not anymore I need it again,
With death a close shave.

A girl with high morals,
Now I shall patiently await.
Will pure love suffice for anyone,
Not that I desperately need love myself,
I would catch the tear drops of yours,
I am too sensitive for you to have.
HP Poem #1269
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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