I know, you won't read this. I know, you won't even know that I have written this for you neither I will let you know too.
See these stubborn words! They keep me awake whole night, murmur in my ear and enhance the density of my loneliness.
You don't write much these days, neither do I. But in common, we believe that Poetries are colourless with a purpose and tonight, I prefer solitude over love.
See these stubborn words! They keep me awake whole night, murmur in my ear and enhance the density of my loneliness.
You don't write much these days, neither do I. But in common, we believe that Poetries are colourless with a purpose and tonight, I prefer solitude over love.
V@@S..
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