Trying to take me away with flow, these memories refreshing and tickling my woes as I sit here under a tree which tries to convey me:''Don't you forget just before the darkest hour came the day'' in reply I said :'' Forgetting about him? No way!!''.All the trees started to shout at me I put my hands on ears and legs on the ground. Ground beneath me started to shake my tears fell on the ground I shouted but no one heard my sound, I became confused.... Is that me who can't speak ?Or the world who is ignoring my screams? The tears fell off from my face I cried whole way my tears made an ocean in which I drowned, how to swim? I didn't know what I know was he left me alone........
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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.......
