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Thursday 4 September 2014

Me and she

He sits, and sits with open eyes.
Glares at her, the beauty in her, and the charm in her.
The nature and her blaze, outshines every memory in him.
There goes a fight in him and her,
He fights to defy her with deep weaved memories,
He fights to defy her with those intense ailing.
He sits, and sits with open eyes.
But has already been closed,
Dreaming of all old memories
Dreaming of all ailing.
And seeing herself defied,
She in her charm got lost and more of intensified.
"It was all i got wet this way with heavy cloud hovering above me."