Tuesday, 28 April 2015

The secret concept

My words dried out as life goes on to be a wreak.
It all messed up again n again and it all started piling up.
And all went through my heart deep in me,
With my voice shrilled n chilled.
The lust in me grew as it all ended.
And I was embarrassed because of all that happened between us.
And the spell in your eyes remained as though.

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