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Feb 2014
It's such a tragedy, it's such a shame,
Oh, the melancholy, oh the pain,
how things built together fall apart,
and yet to find, there are no remains
how quickly promises are forgotten,
oh how quickly memories are erased
in my little broken wings, my love
there is a scar ,carved in your name
the pain is inevitable, the misery cannot be explained,
but what breaks, breaks in a million pieces
and it'll never be the same.
Written by
Ridhima Chatterjee
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