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''Your heart it made of stone'', I yelled
While he stood silent in the rain
"Stones don't get injured, they are meant to hurt others" I continued
The feelings inside him seemed to be subdued
I cried to talk about it further, he wanted to conclude the argument
And finally he spoke ''Your name carved on this stone, is permanent''
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PS: Writing for this prompt for the first time and this picture reminded me of human heart...made of stone!
"your name, carved … is permanent"
ReplyDeletereally cool perspective to this prompt.
Waah .... kya mast dialogue maara ladke ne :-p
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