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you!

by Kashish Dawar

I was calling your name, 

but you kept on walking.

 

I just wanted to hold your hand,

but you pushed me away.

 

I was dying there,

but you dint even bother to look back.

 

And when i left,

all you wanted was me to come back.

 

                             k.d

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