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ciesel pratik

Updated: Wed, 1 Feb 2017 07:45 am

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i write poems for fun which something i called my own creation.

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Beneath the besieged overlying branches of the obscure tree, There you find my soul wandering, Pondering over the unforgotten memories. The memories we had, Sweet ones, Ones which makes me laugh and cry at the same time. But now they seem to get lost, Seem to get blurred into the oblivion, Oblitering into the cracks of the unknown wall. -Eyelash

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