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May 2015
I stumble on your breaths
light hearted
darkness grows in me when your eyes wander
search through my soul,
you take my love in between your fingers, tie it with your words and let it fall in the vicinity of hope
I slip and fall, slip and fall
melting figures of peace form in my nerves
I stand still
and fake gravity is still working,
your reasons are so much stronger than love
I go home in the rain
let it soak life out of me
I slip and fall
I slip and fall
until bruises hold me together
sew my soul with your rejections
I slip and I fall
Anshu Khadka
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Anshu Khadka
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