satishverma
Searching For Love
Category: /General/
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Let me demolish the
killer- stance of the crowd. Tell me
something. Everyone was a predator
You were in my every song.
I was etching your name on every tree.
A forester comes and burns the jungle.
What if I ever pick your
footprints or leave my bleeding signs
on the blue rocks of salt?
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