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May 2016
Another day as the Spring mills in roll
It's been a while since I saw your face
Nearly walked away from the eternity
Still, I can't believe the teardrops
The peel of the stubbornness we brace
The pills for the solemn insomnia
There is no air when I breath
Nothing makes sense when you are away
There is no pant when I run
The random strides when the hunt strike
Deep inside, I take every word
Every verb that fought and made you cry
There is no colour when I paint
The canvas is not same without you on it
The cast absent to applaud my memorised scriptΒ Β 
The audience lacks the rapport it drools
There is no crime in my declarations
It's not a surprise, I miss you everyday
My body is not mine anymore, the kiss is yours
The air you install, you are my ultimate outfit
LJ
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