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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: February 13, 2016 22:02:46 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The Kiss .
Words were unable to explain 
the darkness of unholy marriage, 
of terror with chrysanthemum. 
And bullet did not know the target 
it flew on command to kill the smell of a man. 

My song now hangs like a dirty laundry 
on the wall of peace. 
Death of green eyes, must come in few days. 
The lamps will mourn for the light. 

I wonder sometimes, when time comes 
How I will kiss the death 
And how death will embrace me.
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