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Aiswarya Jan 2019
Your smile was tattooed on my heart,
But just like the sun,
It rose and set,
If only I got the hints,
That just like my tattoo,
Your love too wasn’t permanent,
It rose and set.

Sadly,
Today I see the Sun rise again,
But despite its light exposing all those deep, dark, holes,
Your love is still nowhere to be found.

— The End —