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 I think of you 
In lonely days
And In starry nights,
When the shadow of moon
Reaches the window curtains
As it atrembles the beatings of my heart
Increases, and I wonder if the glint
disappears; like you,
For I can only envisage you.
Haul you in thru imagination,
But never can earn you.
And Oh! how to forget
The pain you caused me
When lied you love me
Made me believe the dancing butterflies
And all that was said in between
Reverberating, lacerating, lurking
Behind me
You bewitched my soul
And though you tore it in pieces
I cannot condemn you
For I was the one 
Who chose you
 
 ~ Farzana Shah


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