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A
Anil Kumar Panda
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In the blood red gloaming
You left me wreathing in pain
I have dreamt about love
But in your heart it goes in vain
In wailing hours of night
You push me to the edge of time
I feel suffocated and
Loath to hear your love's rhyme
I wait for the dawn to
Break free from shackle of light
To descend upon her heart
Color it from black to pure white
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş