I must confess, that myheart is like a frozen lake,only pretends to be firm, to shroud its tearful ache.So tread over this heart, as often as you like,but one of these days,if it feels your warmth strike;its cold, thin surfacewill abruptly break asunder,and then it won’t resist from pulling you deep under.
-Akash Mandal
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