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Done Undone.....

The night was dark as the gallows
The cold wind was belowing loudly
She was alone,moving on and on....
In the search of redress!

Why?They wondered ask her
A pretty girl weeping on the streets they would wonder
But none could feel it really
The wonderment struck reply....
The pain of a broken trust ,was there
Carrying on the inside of her bosom everywhere..............

I have broken the promised words
"Give me pain,Give me punishment"she cried
Noone even to hear her please tried
The conscience like a knawing warm
Kept eating her insides..
The pain was bitter as it could get
The clock tower reminded it was late....

A light she saw , far away
Fast approaching her...
Stunted she was statued to the ground
Came the boy, whose trust was in pieces then
Shattered like a mirror hit by stone he came drenched in rain............

He embraced the girl, kissed her lips
Forgave her amidst all her weeps.
Said the boy "Even a flower forgives
When crushed.................. the fragnance it gives !"

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