The End
It was not your demand
It was not mine either
it was Time's demand
that we end up like that
.......cruel fate.........
that I cry like that
you beg for me
like that.....
.............So............
it is my last poem for you
....may be it's not
no there's no hope left
so I named it
The End.
2018-07-05 13:05:06
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