My soul bleeds no more I don’t cry anymore. My eyes weep no more. He who was mine, is a distant memory now. And I don’t dream of him, every day, anymore. I Miss him a lot, and love…
Sulekha Rawat:Memoirs
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Author. Writer. Blogger.
My soul bleeds no more I don’t cry anymore. My eyes weep no more. He who was mine, is a distant memory now. And I don’t dream of him, every day, anymore. I Miss him a lot, and love…