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Jan 2020
There are many scars,
Oh! Please raise the bars
Considered me a greenhorn
Couldn't remember being born
It isn't the way you respond
Came here for a real bond
Now my intuition tangles
Obsession strangles
Would have offered you bangles
is this love or triangle
don't have a stake to gamble
although love is ample
so pure & glare,
I got to share.
Is there anyone who understand love the way I do....
Karan Sherwal
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Karan Sherwal  29/M/India
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