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I’m lost.
Not able to take my step forward,
wishing n waiting for u to bring a bright sunshine,
i’ve been counting days,
N everyday is passing without warmth.
With the span of time, the mist is thickening more n more,
N with each moment, I wish to feel the warmth of ur core.
M shivering, n suffocating within cold,
Hoping ur cuddle for me to hold,
I wish my solitude not to take me too far
Getting lost in fog, making a day unforgettable with a dreadful scar...
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