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Sunday, July 26, 2015

Lost Lark

I looked at her curious eyes
eagerly waiting for my reply.
Her conscious fingers
sat intimately on each other.
I mouthed to only mumble
words that didnt actually leave my tongue.
the silence between us was enduring
adding more discomfort.
I felt the beat of my wristwatch,
that was nudging me to move.
But, how would I sadden this girl,
shatter her feelings due to my anguish.
I couldnt possibly make her understand,
that my broken heart had locked its doors
and that it still searches the face it loved.

Our being together in future
would make live in invisible prison forever

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