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Jan 2018
she chose to fade with time,
As he committed those crime.
And now he realized he never should’ve crossed the line.
But the line was drawn by him,
That’s why she was in a grim.
As she was making love,
He was making film.
She fought for herself for a long time.
But here the rules are only prime.
And she was left with no option, rather to fade with time.
The thing was her silence, always bawled in her mind.
Even if she knew she was one of a kind.
She thought both the souls were interwined.
She even opined,
To the mankind.
But we are all fine,
As we undermined,
To the matter which was so clear, even to the blind.
But we were satisfied by saying “THIS WAS UNKIND”
As she chose to fade with time.
Written by
Aashish Jain  18/M/New Delhi
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