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Do you love me?
I know you don't, Still Whisper: You do!
Do you miss me?
You don't- Still, sometimes yell at me!
Some day message me "Good morning"
And give me a good night hug too
May be a peck on my forehead
And cuddles in the winter nights
Rather than your harsh truth
I would love to live on this lie of ruth
Which will sweeten my scars
And bribe my dreams!
Don't steak my smile and tighten my fears
Let the words be mute and the lips work
Yeah! It may last for few
But will treasure this dew!
Why to wear a sincere gown
Let the heart too live -a day or two
As I know, the life will not be new!
Let my fantasies be more stagnant than my memories
Let me live this lie in pure pleasure than facts of regrets
Let your lie sting me with the sweetness of honey/love
I can endure this pain, better than the stab of truth in my heart!
So don't gargle your honesty and ruin my love story.
At least, be this chapter like roses without thorns
And let the Red be the colour of love instead of blood of tears!
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