Incomplete - Poem by Akanksha Agarwal
Rolled onto the crouch
Playing crazily with my hairlocks
Fighting back my strolling tears
Lost in you, My dear.
Thoughts of you make me numb
Deserted me after holding my hand
If had to leave,
Why did you ever come?
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