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Mar 2018
And suddenly
I could see all the
poison we had
in our mad love.
So the power I had
to decide
was yielded like a sword
cause I got to know
that not all problems
can be solved,
once it got corrupted,
it couldn’t have been
refreshed into melodies.
So I got on,
all the stuff was out,
your hearts and flowers
were thrown out from the door
and you were too,
from my life.
Muskan Kapoor
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Muskan Kapoor  19/F/India
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