Every time she whispers her name she finds just a deep silence.
Every time when she wants to cuddle with her she gets the lonely space.
Every time she supports her Self something or the other breaks her.
Every time she explains her Self that she is going to see her happy family once again she sees the empty roads and dark skies embracing herself.
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Life Is All About Smile
PoetrySometimes you don't know what are you going to start at the point where you are standing. You just look ahead and there is infinite endless surrounding in front of you and nothing else. It so simple to take a step ahead and so hard not look back. ...
