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The saddest souls scramble through white winter sidewalks
freezing to death
not by turbulent winds
But,
by he who promised a 'forever' not an 'always'.
Yet,
they breathe the air of melancholy,
while fading into their faltered dreams.
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~Simran
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Poetry~ He taught me to breathe, only to choke me to death. His love , but a potent poison and, Here, I drown under the deepest shallows of betrayal.~ Here's to my book spilled with words from my heart that will be portraits of my unspoken thoughts, my ma...
