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Nov 2015
Here, i am typing another one
as i see, that you won
thinking i own
you, fooling myself on.

Hear me, say the truth
one person ready to listen
left alone with no fruit
half part gone lost, just see me loosen.

Hare like the time runs,
i sit there seeing things blur around me
tears rolling down my cheeks
not yet, i am used to that mean.

Hair that falls all around face,
i narrow myself into a baby-inside-womb shape
for my life changes phase,
i stand here, strong with my hope.
Sri Shruthi
Written by
Sri Shruthi  Chennai,Tamil nadu,India
(Chennai,Tamil nadu,India)   
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