Heartbreaker - Poem by Priya Krishna
Stone was my heart, silence was my language,
until a cute indian butterfly touched my soul,
no one has gone that deep into my heart,
he made me feel so happy and safe,
his dimple smile swept my heartbeats,
everything felt so right
yet time just washed my dream away,
find me my dream or find me my buterrfly.
iwill be waiting.....
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