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Feb 2014
By touch, discovering the surface,
Touch, I can tell this world is real,
Your touch, I melted like light,
Even if just for a moment, I was sure.

You grew on me like an addiction,
An addiction that quit me,
I drank your trust,
Just a drop, mind,
You always wanted me to stop.

I destroyed in your pursuit,
I assured you I could handle it,
I could bring you the world in exchange.
But no.

I'm left alone.
Ankit J Chheda
Written by
Ankit J Chheda  28/M/Mumbai
(28/M/Mumbai)   
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   K Balachandran
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