Pardeep
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The hopes of love
Among the four walls of my room
I lie between anxiety and loneliness,
embraced the hope that one day
love come get me
Weather cruel torturer ...
Flying or crawling, it does not matter
is always bitter ...
gradually covers me with her mantle,
laughing at me showing me the reality
"What has not come back!
neither beauty nor youth ...
or what is left behind "
Do not want to think!
just want to be here, embracing the hope ...
expecting love to come pick me up!