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Aug 2015 · 313
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I Wish
How I wish
I had wings of a dove
To flee away
From feelings
That wet my eyes

How I wish
I had a heart of stone
To remain unmoved
By your words
Of love

How I wish
I had the strength
Of an ox
To rise above
My aching heart

Kusum Rajapakse
Aug 2015 · 267
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Happening

Yesterday's happening
Is memory today
Tomorrow it will be
the forgotten past
Oh! nay, not for me
Who dwells in the tomb
Of the past

Dear Past
Haunt not near thy corpse
Come unto me and embrace
to free alone one's anguish
From thy fiendish Ghost

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