As I sit here and gaze at the sky getting reminiscences of those days when I looked into his eyes and I whispered to myself that everything would be alright thousand words that I whispered became louder_and _louder started to echo more shouter_and _shouter.95 percent of noise pollution was of my screams when I knocked out from my dreams where he was about to hold my hands in glee,no one was recognizing me I rushed towards my house and looked in mirror the person I could see was him but not me from then I know now he is Part Of Me....
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A Journey Towards Death
PoetryIn order to find meaning of love , one' s have to go very deep the deepness is thousand times more than that of the sea many went and they lost their selves and this girl is from one of them.......
