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Bhubaneswar, India

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My Heart is broken but not my love, faith nd hope...... Poetry is the only way through which I can describe my feelings.. MY ROSE AND MY LOVE-BOTH MAKE ME BLEED My Rose Seems beautiful Smells Wonderful Looks as if Almighty has created it putting all its efforts... But When I hold It makes me bleed… My Love Seems Beautiful Lives wonderful Looks as if Almighty has made it Putting all its Efforts… But When I Come near She makes me bleed… But... Almighty created them Created both of them for me So that I can And I will bleed Bleed forever…