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Anil Kumar Panda
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I can feel the pain
When heart is gashed
With sharpness of your beauty
A smile from you
In the wee hour of morn
Fills mind with joy and pity
Blood of love oozes
Out from the cut to soak
Your tender heart and sticks dry
Kneeling before you
I beg for love and promise
To keep it as a treasure till I die
@ Anil Kumar Panda 01/11/2015
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