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Mar 2014
When I confessed my love for her,
She instantly settled back scores,
How well she gels along myself.

Often I weigh the mutual feelings,
Really complex is this truer love,
I come to the conclusion daily.

Not at all felt this way previously,
Truest love is once in a lifetime,
Merrily falls the tide of time.

Now it is her exclusive domain,
A name now rattles in my heart,
Emptiness filled my heart earlier.

Loving her is a mistake I'd repeat,
Not only once but infinite times,
For it is the sweetest mistake.
My HP Poem #597
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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