I had promised myself that I would never fall in love again. But then, you happened and the promise was broken forever.
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The Fall of Words
Poetry"Poetry..... Something so intimate, so essential ,that cannot be defined without oversimplifying. It is like the colour yellow , love and fall of leaves in autumn. Poetry is magical,mysterious and unexplainable." ...
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I had promised myself that I would never fall in love again. But then, you happened and the promise was broken forever.
