By-Dhriti Kansara
It is not a conception
Nor a deception
If it is my pain
Then why is it captivating me?
Why does it distress about me
When it is not mine?
Is it love, or is it fear
That is drenching my eyes
Is it love, or is it tear
That is drenching my eyes
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