Zakhm-e-hasrat
Khush Aam Deed Dosto
Sunday, 22 September 2013
night
One night it was cold And starry and beautiful. And I thought of you. You called to say you'll Love me to death. But then you Left me in silence. Unaware of tears, I was left alone with the Dark sky and dark stars. I'd known your smile to Be carel
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