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Feb 2018
It's all in a lie
In all the secrets you behold ;
You fooled me twice
And you fooled me thrice
Just to see me sigh another time
Here you are 'you reload

All to play your selfish selfish game
Here you are 'back again

Unburden me from all the mundane woes ;

Here's how it goes ;
Briskly walking in February rain
No rain could stop the fire burning in my soul ;
And all I ever loved ;
I loved in vain
Love got biased ;
Memories filled in '

It called for a drink ;

I drink ; I drink ;
Horrid burden of memories breaks my back ;
Intoxicated . Ripped .
So I drink in the name of poetry and virtue ;
In order not to feel .

I drink ; I drink ;

I have to be continually drunk
For in the naked night of your arms
I have witnessed my truth ;

'The tears they stream
I am a mess
Back down to earth I plummet
Surrounded by darkness
Overwhelmed with shame
Love drunk ;
I sway ;
The papers all wet
Yet here's how it goes ;
The ***** ran strong
Weakened by the soulful cries of lovers'
Dead . Dying .

And the truth caused friction ;

So I grab another drink ;

Now I soar through the day
I drop from high above
In the air 'I stay

The arrogance behind this grand design ;
was taken whole from the liar's heart '
Liar as god himself, a rumor, a myth ;
who wander ; who wait ;

Here we are ; yet again ;
This is for my lover ;

It's all in a lie
The art of deception you Lo and behold ;
You fooled me twice
And you fooled me thrice
You held my hands
On the beach side
To say goodbye
One last time
Again ..you leave and you leave ...and you leave
To come back, again  .

And all I ever loved ;
I loved in vain
Love got biased ;
Memories filled in '

It called for another drink ;
If I was a poet
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If I was a poet  24/F/Bangladesh.
(24/F/Bangladesh.)   
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     Ernesto Estefan, krsna and ---
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