Emptied wardrobes
Corsets woven with words,
Emotions and dilemmas
Wearing your love
Once, twice, thrice
Never getting exhausted
By your soulful eyes
With feelings of your presence
Right at the doorstep
Eagerly waiting for me
But flickering candles
Always remind me
'He is no more,
He is no more '.
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