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Apr 2018
I lay flowers on your feet
after the predicament.
This plight we wandered into
all by ourselves
showed us
what we truly are
and laid ashes all over
on our fake selves.
You, my arch enemy
are not so anymore,
cause in the moment of distress
and in the deep mess,
you found me
only you
and nobody else.
You looked at me
with a look of pity
and I knew I am miserable,
so I got up
and went on
knowing, I have to live
a better life
than the one I am living.
The raging war we had going
in our own little brains
is at it’s end.
Just one thing before that,
why did we hate each other after all ?
and if you truly give the answer
my ears want to hear
and my heart will accept
the war between us will be over.
With chocolates and flowers,
you will be welcomed in my life
instead of guns and bullets.
So one last time, dear enemy
This war is over, if you want it to be.
Muskan Kapoor
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Muskan Kapoor  19/F/India
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