I don't know why I cried,
Maybe a tear just escaped.
So long I had tried to be me,
So far I had come in my failure.
The relationships were opaque,
Maybe a cold heart understood that.
The skirmish of my mind knows,
How restless I have been in past.
To be loved without being asked for,
To be trusted without being called for.
When will the society be a free fall,
When will the small love grow tall.
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SUSHREE DASH
Marvellous...
November 10th, 2013
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Thank you :)
November 10th, 2013
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Thanks david :)
November 11th, 2013
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Thank you :)
November 11th, 2013