Wishing Dead

A single tear drops down my cheeks
Slowly become red.
If there is no love in my life then
Why should I ahead..
River of tears drops down my
eyes,which makes the torment others.
All the thought of your in my head
Which reminds me our date.
How we met with each other..
It becomes like a drug,taken before bed
Crying,looking above killing me slowly,
Wishing I was dead….

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  1. Yogesh Singh

    Nice sir

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