Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Last day


Fake smile, false looks makes me feel bored.
Am not so keen to know about.
But I felt it all while scribbling down with my styles.
I just penned down everything I got about you.
And m mind erases it forever.
I could feel my pain in m skull,
Of that I was suffering from all these years.
Am too close to something which no one wants to have it so soon.
It tears us into two and takes us to different places, where we never have been before.
But I wake up with a smile every day, thinking it would be the last day



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