AS I PLANT LILLY ON OUR GRAVE! - Devi Kaustubh Laxmi Arvind Dubey - Wattpad

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AS I PLANT LILLY ON OUR GRAVE!

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A man who lost his wife 14years ago in the darkest of night! Collects all the broken frames scattered in that arena...Joined them bit by bit and realizes how wrong he was.
He drove to places where he had spent time with his wife! 
And finally commits a suicide, in a hope that he'll be meeting his wife on the stairway to heaven!
Before he died he Left a subtle note....a small poetry!
Lucy a 21year old girl found his stapled poems...and she began reading from the last poetry he wrote! 




























































































































1:-Soundtrack:- Numb (sad piano version)
2:-Soundtrack:- Yours again by red
3:-Soundtrack:- So far away by avenged sevenfold
4:-Soundtrack:- Alone in a room (acoustic) by asking Alexandria
5:- Soundtrack:- Roads Untravelled by Linkin Park
6:-Soundtrack:- Snuff by Slipknot
7:-Soundtrack:- Daddy by korn
8:-Soundtrack:- Nevermind me by stepson















































(His past, how his wife died, who was he, why he committed suicide after 14years... everything will be revealed in various parts of this poem)All Rights Reserved

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