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He loved. She lived. She left . He died. 7 lives were saved from the dead body .

He crawled out of the crater. Her one look threw him back. The darkness of the 'friendzone' engulfed him once again.

Sometimes society kills ,let's be the change .

love has open ends ,but what about the silent love?

You are there between my sleep and my dream, The place where your name screams loud .

You choose ,and what you choose today , makes you What you are .

What comes as sorrow to me. ,Is happiness for someone ; My little is huge for someone. That's where I know is life's little emotions .