satishverma
Time Kills Me Blue
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When you laugh, your
eyes spill magic. What you did
not give me is raining.
Triumph of sorrow. For my
muse, the pain was deep and virgin.
I was not ready to repeat empty words.
The iris is blooming.
I drink your love. God was not
interested to give me moon.
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