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The ink has dried But not my tears The memories ar

The ink has dried
But not my tears
The memories are still awake
Not only in the paper 
But also in my heart 
The dried ink is unable to fill
The gap between 
The ink and my tears
The dried ink is unable to heal
The pain of segregation 
Now the tears are lost in fake smiles
And the lanes of memories have
Come to an end such that
The end remains unfinished DRIED INK 

《 A sonnet by Hansika 》 

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The ink has dried
But not my tears
The memories are still awake
Not only in the paper 
But also in my heart 
The dried ink is unable to fill
The gap between 
The ink and my tears
The dried ink is unable to heal
The pain of segregation 
Now the tears are lost in fake smiles
And the lanes of memories have
Come to an end such that
The end remains unfinished DRIED INK 

《 A sonnet by Hansika 》 

#eccedentesiasthb 
#yqbaba 
#yqdidi
#hansispoem