Saturday 6 February 2016

Out of love - 40!

"Promise?"
What's that she asked
For her faith in the term was gone long ago.
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Between the round clock and the black and white existence something somewhere died everyday.
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Time doesn't heal anything all it does is makes wounds stale and stale things are usually not dwelled though the same can't be ignored.
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I don't trust the term ALWAYS now, for its the one which has shaken my faith in always. Always.
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I wish I had the art to love while standing firm and strong instead of falling in and for it.
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The breaths don't sound that bad, after all
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It's strange how old conversations never become stale.
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From talking for hours to now pretending to be busy for hours, they knew they had come a long way; on different roads.
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Shabby house, shoddy furniture, yet the most beautiful home in the world.
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The boundary of a priceless bond is the kind of beauty every soul craves for 


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