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Poorva Gupta

Abstract Tragedy Others

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Poorva Gupta

Abstract Tragedy Others

Permanently Stained

Permanently Stained

1 min
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Rushed into decisions, trust went into flames,

people appeared and knowingly played their wicked games.


Frowned whenever we glanced each other with some pain in heart,

some kind of harmony brought us together later some kind of bitterness pulled us apart.


Our thoughts became naked, revealed our real minds,

some faults in her, some mistakes of mine; that's all we could find.


We turned away, memories got drained,

but this end of our friendship left our souls permanently stained...



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