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Jul 2017
Dear murderer,

The rain helped,
Yes,
Those diamond drops helped cover the tsunami you flushed out of my eyes.

The sun helped too
Yes,
Those rays helped wash my scars away from your eyes.

But you?
You never helped,
You never delved deeper to search for my sorrows,
You always thought they were never there,
Just like my feelings for you ,
or at least you never cared.

But let me tell you,
I fell slowly,
Actually- madly for all your huns, babes and oh boy right at babygirl my heart forgot to beat,
Although I knew I was just one of those hundreds who were high on your very generous coquettish drug.

But boy- sorry,
Your waves were too strong
They hit too hard.

I sunk,
I suffocated,
I gasped for air,
But I got it every single ****** time I looked into your deceiving selfish- lovable eyes.  

That's when I thought,
This- is worth dying for.

Dear murderer.
Aiswarya
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