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By Tusharika

Bed of thorns,

None of roses...

Sarcastic truth,

Deception beneath.

Kuya subdued..

Possession she feels.

Neglected were the things...

He did.

When it comes

To his,

Walks away....

Subdued his life:

His love,

His lassie.

Feels satisfied....

As her's is fit.

He can't makes it...

Shattered are the things,

Terms disturbed,

Love has lost.

Makes a new way;

More merry,

More might.


I am LOST!!!!!!!!

Ever - for-ever.

Nothing to bank upon

No- one to rely

All alone

Paid cost for......

By Tusharika

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