Give Me Hate - Poem by Yash Pradhan
Broken pieces on the floor.
There is a knock on the door.
I am in a sea shore.
Love is gone without me.
Hate is there with me.
Depression follows and swallows.
Countless stars in the sky.
Burning ashes gone so high.
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