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Dec 2022
Just like the afterjoy of tears
Your name i never wanted
To tatted on my skin
As the things which are meant to be broken , replaced
Don't need remembrance

I love you as a thought
Scattered inside of me
These words won't even say
The desire i felt, these nights
Just like a flower you will also die
Inside of me
And I won't be bothered
Written by
Sandy  17/M/India
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