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Jun 2015
I spilled my secrets to the night sky
And it bled a million stars
Trying to get your name right.

I lost countless sigh
To the wind
And it echoed a thousand probabilities,
A nostalgic memory reminding me of things that will never be

I shed a tear or two
On the spot we used to sit
And sunflowers sprouted there
A perfect burial ground
For how things used to be

I slit my veins open
On the blank page that was supposed to say
Happily ever after
To make this ever after
Without you tolerable
My words have abandoned me. The way he did.
Aditi
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Aditi  20/F/India
(20/F/India)   
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