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Jul 2012
You will never know the depth of my misery.
I beg for your every breath to find its way through me,
for your every step to be walked with me.
I yearn for your every word to be said to me,
and your very vision to be fixed into mine.
Your mouth must taste nothing but my flavour,
your ears must shun every sound but mine.
Only then shall my spirit be moved
even an inch away from this mess of a bondaged life.
Karishma Rao
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