SHE

love is the thing she need but the world has it's own greed her eyes say it all every time a drop of tear falls every pain she recalls everyone say she writes poetries very deep but no one know her tear is the ink , her pain is her inspiration to write that's why she cry to make herself sleep one day she'll bounce back and give the answer of your all attack till then wait for her comeback.

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