Jul 2017
I left at his door,
Some flowers and some innocene.
All feelings and all promises.
Dressed in memories ,
with a crown of smile.
Δ° Set in search of my missing piece
Of broken heart.
Some flowers and some innocene.
All feelings and all promises.
Dressed in memories ,
with a crown of smile.
Δ° Set in search of my missing piece
Of broken heart.
(21/F/India)
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