Saturday, August 02, 2014

8. Bottled up

Bottled up
Yet Empty
Wanna cry
Donno Why
As if none
Do belong
And yet
So long
Waiting for
Thy arrival
Mirror is
The rival
Tears impatient
Need a gush
Heart as ever
Not in rush
Stuck right there
Where you and pain
No harmony
Yet all gain
Need to move
Beyond all why
Oh good Lord
Will I ever die?
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