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Dec 2019
In his dying breath,
Lay our hero in utter regret.
His only fault till his last,
Was to love her till eternity past.
Even after she left,
He never said anything adeft.
I knew he suffered inside,
But endured everything with a smile.
She did not only break his heart,
But so his trust alas.
The poor man suffered till his breath last.
Twis he now tell me to take his ashes to her after being burnt with spree.
He wants to see her last,
For, his only fault, was to love her till eternity past.
But forgive me dear friend ,
I will take your ashes condemn
I will floweth them alone in the river and in grief glare,
As she has already thrown you out of her life without care.
She is now married with a happy life in the town nearby
She has forgotten you after breaking your trust, heart and taking your life.
But don't worry for I will be always there indeed
A true friend is a friend in need
Written by
Ayush Mukherjee
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