The breathe was high and tough
The thoughts were Blur and Rough
Desired to utter about his feelings were a miss
He never had the habit of expressing his abyss
To whom will he rely, say or cry
There were none for him to give a try
Betting that he had played his parts and portions
He was Getting into numerous answers for no questions
Nothing was wrong between the duo
After a week of no talks he didnt had any wind-up to show.
افماى
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