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Jul 2014
You’re next door curled up in bed
And I’m here replaying last night in my head
With three spoons of sugar
And two cups of tea
An attempt for sweetness and a plea from me

Control. control.
We held control
Responsible to a point of being in someone else's home
Restrain. restrain.
But don't push away
A worthy raincheck and a dance to your name

For the look in your eyes
And your place card on mine
Was a reception started two heartbeats too late
Kriti Gupta
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Kriti Gupta  27/F/Sydney
(27/F/Sydney)   
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