My bleeding love

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My bleeding love

When the day would start
I would wake with a broken heart
When the nights will fall
I will hug your favourite shawl
When the eyebrows will raise
I will close my eye and miss the good days
When the lips will sympathize
I would try to hold the tears in my eyes
I won’t let the dirt catch your name
I won’t let anyone snatch your fame

Your name is not mine anymore
But you still own my heart and core

 even the tears refuses to fall down
There is no peace anywhere in the town
Every step of life became longer
Your love is my only hunger

My heart is crying
My soul is trying
My love is bleeding
My life is fading

But i promise that nothing will scratch your name
There will be no harm to your fame

-Pragati Verma

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