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Dec 2014
Wake up to the morning stars as dew drops fall on silent ground.
The night falls short of a breathless whisper,
As the pitter patter of falling rain drowns all the noise.
Your kiss is an awakening from the nightmare of life,
Struck with poison from a broken arrow,
My eyes bewitched by all that you are.
Tear me into pieces for everything I know is buried beneath lies.
Cover me with your passion.
I
Can't
Breathe.
You've got stars in your eyes
And in them I am lost to the night.
© Meenu Syriac
Meenu Syriac
Written by
Meenu Syriac  India
(India)   
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     Meenu Syriac, M and Jamie King
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