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Apr 2018
Until her scars
are ingrained
on the texture
of your skin,
Until her pain
flows through
the cracks of
your bones,
do not tell me
you love her.
do not tell me
she is your home.
Kartikeya Jain
Written by
Kartikeya Jain  24/M/India
(24/M/India)   
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