क्रोध मूर्खता से
शुरू होता है
और पछतावे
पर ख़तम

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I need a shard of glass
For my broken heart.

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If I could only conspire the universe and transcend my feelings to the stars, I would go climb the highest mountain and wish to whisper my earnest words straight to you.

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The thoughts that you pen down,
are solemnly yours and no one can snatch that from you.

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