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Sep 10
When the winter's out, I'm drowning
Playing with those old memories, I hope in the silence
Is there any way out of the tired old feelings?
Once choices are made, the heart can't walk away

In the silent hours of yesterday, a fresh breeze woke up the buds
That morning, I'm realized the loss of foolish love
I told myself that it is pointless to think of the past
But it's winter again, it consumes all that is good

I walk on these winter streets
Wishing every time that I'd been better to you
I've left the best parts of me behind
For you to see
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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