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A reason.

19th march 2012:          
           
Was my friend’s  birthday          
We had conversations,disturbing          
     I came back pretty badly drunk          
     Had a hangover worst,          
Made me wipe out my poems          
At the same time                 
      Gap-ly,              
      she and me shared hitting words          
I couldn’t convey the          
Reason,she wasn’t for my leaving here          
      I wanted her words.         
       Found hanging & repairing hers                  
     If I could rush directly to her,          
     But I couldn’t,          
rather replayed the carcassed silence        
in half-corners!         
         
         
what made you come to Delhi?(if at all that was you)    
                  (i respect that)          
     and your face, a poor hybrid            
     Of angst.     
         
Now..          
I’m living in me.          
           
           
           
Written by AlisVolatPropriis8
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