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Feb 2018
She and I were strangers before.
We had the same pains of deception from the close ones.
we artifice the close ones too,  
one day, we met at crossroads,
don't know how and when
we become friends
one night, during our late night chats
our tormented hearts oozed out the grieves stored
tears rolled out like the rains.
we cried a lot
wept for hours in silence
now we are more CLOSER than the said lovebirds
because
we share the pain
not love.
jayant om
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jayant om  36/M/DELHI, INDIA
(36/M/DELHI, INDIA)   
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   Khaliyah Keedah, Em MacKenzie and SPT
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