
මම නමි ආෙවි මල බත වලදන්න ෙනෙව්යි දිල්....
ෙයාදා ඇති වචන ටික පපුවටම වැදුනා...
" මලවුන් පවා කදුලු සලද්දී...." හරිම සංෙවිදියි..
ඔෙහාම සිදුවීමකදි හදවත මරනවට වඩා මැෙරනවා..
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Nice one sis......Minu wenuwata dan oyaa ennawaneee......
Thawa liyanna.......!!
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මේක ඔයාට වෙච්ච දෙයක් ගැනද.....??නැත්නම් හිතේ තියෙන අදහස් ලිව්වාද.....??
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මළ බත නොකා මළගමට ආවත් ඇති
මැරී මැරී ජීවත්වෙන හදවතක් එක පාර මරා දැම්මම ඉවරයි මිස්ස්ක
ආයේ මොනවත්ම දැනෙන්නේ නෑ හදවතට...
බොහොම ස්තුතියි අදහසට

yeah ..hearts should die..we drag them thru fire and every obstacle kicking and screaming ..for what? your poem reached out to me and grabbed my heart too hehe this is a great creation ..all those who have tasted a bit of pain can relate to this ..thanks for the treat.

its a burning issue in heart which gets always pain
of coz its screaming in side no body knws
that silence pain killed ma heart
sympathy of passion
thanks alot for the comment Awantha

all the burning don't kill them you know ..they just blacken the heart...and then it takes time to fix itself..
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sum one said that time is the best medicine
may be not for me
thats y i killed ma heart
nw i dnt feel pain
you only can pretend...even though i hope you get around to actually murder the bastard 
i know you said you did ..but you haven't have you ..ive tried to kill the pain too but it only gets worseyou only can pretend...even though i hope you get around to actually murder the bastard
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