He thought it was a bond,
that they shared.
They had something for each other,
their eyes glared.
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But the destiny always
play it’s role.
Breaking up the connections,
ripping apart the soul.
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He had a bruised heart,
with no medication to control his pain.
The day he heard her melancholic voice,
he found the potion for his retrains.
a
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Once again in his life,
he was at fault.
She treated him unknown,
and he gave her key of his heart vault.
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The day was black and catastrophic,
as he stood numb and awaited.
There was some plans in the stars,
the destiny pardoned and stated.
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a
When he lost all the hopes
and did cut his strings.
Once again that smile, that damn smile
gave him wings.
-Amber (Reyansh) Mishra [DEDICATED]