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Vamika Sinha Sep 2015
braceleted skyline
under fog
smog
silver-fish grey
under street food breath
No punctuation because this city does not stop or pause or dwell; it charges.
Ted Rufflepuff Jan 2015
I wished, I tried, I cried,
But lied,
That's the reason why I virtually died,
She left me cold, when I needed her the most,
But to let her go was the only decision I could undergo.

She respected, she understood, she misunderstood, she laughed,
Leaving me behind all the friend roles,
I loved, I love, and will love her to the core,
But to let her go was the only decision I could undergo.
My very first poetry, I'm not good at it at all. C&C; appreciated.

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