Agatha Poem by Vishal Sharma

Agatha



a girl in my life
has something to take
to take from me
to suppliment these things

i have not a brave heart
my guts are so low
before you only i bow

volumes of love
are present to me
but i can't choose any

in last

i love mystry
thus i love Agatha Christie.

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