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Jun 2018
once in my world of darkest Rainbow....
black colour poured all over my Heart....
when i saw a girl under a Willow....
the rain was just about to Start....
i didn't dare to make a Sound...
under the leaf-less Tree...
wind didn't disturb the sadness-Drowned...
not her, the angel of Nobody...
bearer of signs in crimson Style..
lines filled by all the secrets she Kept..

and all i could give was my painted Smile..
to my Lady Willow Wept.
MrRain
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MrRain
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