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May 2020
I am smiling so beautifully today
That you will cry
Seeing ne smile like this.
After every thing that you did to me
I still dare to smile.
Do you know why,
Because you can no longer hurt me.
After all, a withered rose
Won't wither more.
It's all black now.
I thought you were my friend but you were more of a lesson
Written by
Priya  16/F/Dehradun
(16/F/Dehradun)   
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