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Nov 2016
People see my love,
For you, my love,
In these poems,
Which you consider differently,
That you would say are evil,
Probably inept of your attention,
But I do not control anyone.

Not even my own body.
My body has started revolting and I can feel it coming.

Nothing gets digested.

No balance or control.

Respiration is no better.

My memory is even worse.

You made a smart decision for yourself.

I wholly endorse your decision.

Don't worry about me, I was just a phase.

So yes, I'm better left alone during the end of my days.

You be happy.

HP Poem #1277
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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   Keith Wilson
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