Every day, I feel older
Every day feels colder
So won't you
pull me a little closer
Inspite of love
Would you remember,
The strength of the seams
That held us together
Shades of black
and whispers untold,
A cry
On an impassive shoulder
Is it meaningless to apologize
repentance for my guilt,
As I agonize over
a crime without a sin
But now that its over
Without a winner,
Come to think of it,
Why do we even bother..
Saturday, June 2, 2012
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