In the angry words,
In the spoiled cards,
In the late timings,
I lost her.
In the fake smile,
In the thrown tile,
In the mocking style,
I lost her.
In the curtain of fear,
In the door of apology,
In the smirk of thee,
I lost her.
In the fists that flew,
In the hatred that grew,
In the calls so few,
I lost her.
In the shiny morning dew,
In the pale sunset hue,
In the heart of love,
I lost her.
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- NISHANT DASH