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Feb 2018
You won’t get anything by crying Stop crying Whose love is not in your destiny, Leave her
Listen to me, idiot You shall cry alone There is no cure for the wound of heart
Only whose heart breaks, knows this Only when one’s heart breaks, one knows this
It is not easy to bear the wound of heart It will be a river of fire that you will have to cross by drowning The web of those sharp eyes is bad If it once comes after you, it does not leave Man then passes days by Counting stars relying on her memories, He never gets tired She who stops your heartbeat, She shall become the purpose of your life And arrows will keep piercing your heart People will come to your home and ask after your well being This is my last day in your city as well as your life You won’t see my face after today I had fallen in love It’s not your fault but mine Because you had not loved me, I had loved you
Zain Cheema
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Zain Cheema  18/M/Canada
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