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Nov 2018
The bell rung, the door swung.
The heart sang ,The gun bang.
Eyes wide open,  held the rose frozen.
I was shaken,  my breath were taken.

So much in a blink of an eye,
So much thunders in one lie.
Thorns cut my hand
Then i saw a hoodie man.

His eyes were cryptic
His eyes screams danger, so enigmatic.
Met my gaze and grab my arms
We ran away from the chaotic place
Abruptly stop to show his face.

Breath hitched, so much heat
It was beyond brevity
His beauty were thousand miles of million calamity.
We talked, it lasted a few.
We hid,  it tasted blue.

Footsteps were heard
Blood were spilled
The screams continues to blare
Held his hands to cover my ear.

Thrills of guilt,  thrills of sorrow, thrills of fear ;
I know he's not my lear.
For the last time he breathe a word
"close your eyes, twist those memories"
I followed him as if it was good bye.
I felt it dripping ,scarlet rose red.
My throat burned, tears rolled.
I closed my eyes forgot to ask his name
His entity written, words leaving.
Can never bid goodbye to him
Waking up to face reality,  
It will always be a phantasm memory.
BLUICK
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BLUICK  F
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90
   Shiv Pratap Pal
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