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New Delhi, India
Occupation
Senior Resident
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Ready to scream,
Ready to kill,
Hurt and bleed...
I know i will,
Meet my eyes,
With your's,
Cry myself to sleep at night,
And you seem to be the cause,
Pick up my knife,
On my wrist now a slash,
You tore my heart out,
Trampled on it like trash,
Im a mess...
But you don't care,
You meet my eyes...
Then leave me to stare,
Do you want me to cry for you!
For the rest of my life??
Or would you rather me...
Pick up the gun or a knife?
Coz right now death seems,
To be the quickest way,
To give my heart a rest...
And take away my pain..