Maunta Rani Gautam
Student, Class of 2020
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To My Worst Heart Breaker
Just when I thought I can never see a soul as heartless as you, I saw myself looking at the mirror of emtionless’ I saw the void you I saw the unseen me. And somehow we were standing on th ...4 years ago
To the Love that Was Mine.
Love is imperfect. Love comes bumbling to your footsteps. Looks at you with the most innocent face. Like a baby comes with stumbling steps big eyes and a startled face5 years ago