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By my grave

By my grave

A Poem by Srushti


And now I can't brush your hair off your face naive, It's been so long you last said those words pure, Now as you place a rose by my grave, Whisper..
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A Poem by Srushti


Long distant relationships There are people in love, who don't make love every weekend. There are people in love, who don't go on dates every month...