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Thirteen

Jan 8, 2025
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Updated: Jul 16, 2025

By GV Ashmitha


Thirteen, his love didn't guarantee support,

Twelve, path to his heart was closed off,

Eleven, he had too many of us for him to remember,

Ten, his love was already gone,

Nine, he turned out to be better suited as a friend,

Eight, he was scared of love itself,

Seven, zero interest,

Six, out of my league,

Five, he was miles and minds apart,

Four, princes are only at palace,

Three, trust isn't love,

Two, lust isn't love either,

One, the only one, who broke my heart properly.


By GV Ashmitha




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