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Jan 2019
Let me tell you about life
You always hold a knife
It's on your fingertips to decide wheter to live
But you never choose life
Life chooses you
You try not to love
But then at the end
It's never a choice to mend
Mostly you are given a heart to lend
And one just can't keep it on hold
You have got a choice to mould
But you rather try to fold
When betrayed, suddenly a heart made of gold
Just turns into a brutal bold.
Tushar Aswani
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Tushar Aswani  18/M/India
(18/M/India)   
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