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Oct 2018
He
He had ocean in his eyes,
enough to erupt my emotions
And drown me within.
Until one day,
all his Colors get faded
And I was more tears
then water.
I saw the real him.
I saw the real me,
Played by a cold heart.
Realizes,
Not every beast is a cursed king,
Some are simply Beast.
That day his real him
And future us shared a laugh.
Love is blind but I was blessed still to see through him, through us. I am not blaming him because not every person we met are destination ,some are just journey.
Apporva Arya
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Apporva Arya  21/F/India
(21/F/India)   
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