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Sep 2014
In my heart, you built a home,
Promises and stories,
Whispering sweet nothings.
And ever since you walked out,
The cracks on these walls,
Have grown wider.
Lost in the memories,
Of a beautiful yesterday,
Still trapped, mindless
Within these four walls.
You built a home in me,
And left me hanging on,
To all we were,
But could never be.
Β©Meenu Syriac
Meenu Syriac
Written by
Meenu Syriac  India
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