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Mar 2014
Mind numbing continues
Heart wrenching resumes
Content living ceases
It'll all end well,
"How?" they ask
It's a mystery.



Love perished
Throat parched
Hands empty
It'll all end well,
"How?" they ask,
It's a mystery.


Eyes were closed
Head held high
Took a deep breath
And put on a smile
*It did end well,
"How?" we ask,
It still remains a mystery.
Italic words plagiarised from Shakespeare in Love.
The Haywire
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   amrutha and Weeping willow
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