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Mar 2014
I made you strong, you made me weak.
Isn't it love, that we seek?..

We did what we had to, not what we wanted.
And now the memories, they keep us haunted.

Shackled with the thoughts, I can not be merry.
It's hard to laugh and play, i'm always dreary...

We both smile a lot now, we've had to learn to fake it.
So now the plan we have, is to fake it till we make it.
A miserable attempt at writing on a cliched topic, and at rhyming.
Written on 8th March 2013.
Et cetera
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Et cetera  Karachi, Pakistan
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