You took my everything, love, smile, heart
It was my fault to give it to a thief
Either I have to find someone who gives me his everything
Or I have to create everything from scratch
But we both are same
You were the robber this time
Maybe it's me next time
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When Heart Talks... || Poetry ||
Poetry" Human is the one who wears his heart on sleeve, society is the one which cuts the hand off" A poetry collection from a human, who lost love, by mistake, but even if there's a chance to get it back, she won't take it.... The speciality of the poem...
