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Vain

Did you ever reach a point
Where you regret about something
I guess many does
Even till some few days back
She too was a person without any regret
But she regrets now
For everything she did for nothing
It's that melancholy that words can't explain
Somewhere in the woods when she was lost
There was a hand to reach her
Not to take her out of it
But to push her to denser woods
When she was drowned
There was again someone
But not to pull her out of it
Instead killed her by holding her breath
She tried to calm down the beast
Inside him
But all those were in vain
She fought, she cried, she begged
Coz deep down she was fallen for him
It was unfortunate to see that
She loved him with everything she had
And everything she should not have been
But now it's over and
She hates herself a lot more
To fall for someone
Whose description can't be written

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