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Feb 2018
In the eerie silence of this dark night,
my pen is bleeding again,
the agony of my soul
is now unbearable.
The past is now haunting me,
Death is now the only option for me.
HEY SWEETIE,
But, this ain't going to happen for sure,
my callous heart is now numb and cold.
I will not die for You anymore,
instead, you have to pay the price.
Love was when you loved me,
my loved died when you turned your back.
For the scars, you gifted.
I will pay you back with the interest
I'll make you BLEED,
rest assure I will not **** you at once
I'll slay you each moment,
Wait for me, baby!
jayant om
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jayant om  36/M/DELHI, INDIA
(36/M/DELHI, INDIA)   
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