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Mar 2013
Oh my Creepy little fellow,
My bestest friend Creepy.

I remain alone here composing these poems,
In your dreams with closed eyes and the open eyes.

How could I not tell you that I've lost much in the time you're away,
You went away and so did the lucky charm you had brought my lonely way.

What else should I tell you about Creepy my friend, thinking so I frown,
In your absence much has been lost in my world that has turned upside down.

It's been long since I've read a poem of yours posted on Hello Poetry,
Everyone waits for you and I miss you the most my lovely young friend!

So tell me soon that you're free after your exams at least for some time,
I am done enough waiting and your absence is made felt even by the chime.
All is inspired by you in the end, in one way or another my Creepy Angel ;)
Your Expectant,
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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