The deep burning of swindles made me lagoon and baby, you’re going to realize it soon, that I drape myself with beliefs but you were erratically levying hurting on me, An apparent world around, chafed me.
I'm still waiting for a hold.
still tiring eyes need to see you.
They're down, down at times,
billions of scars,
concatenating & visualizing
hoping that someone's going
up like those glittering stars.
to be the best enough,
to make them up,
Your insincerity to enunciate,
now leads to a groan out of me.
You're a poseur who
moulded me into a dupe,
I could have run away
until all the ways you had juped.
Sweetheart, just like from your life
now I am extinct,
came up as Pseudo Imprints.
All the impressions of banters
that you left on me
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-Dirgha Pandey
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