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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: January 13, 2018 22:01:05 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Category: Inspirational Add To Favorites | Formatted Version
It was a complete disaster. 
I will listen to moon tonight, while 
writing your name 
on bikini top, 

holding the pigeons. The 
birds had abandoned the 
walnut tree in haste. Between 
them can you see a butchered 

image of little god, who 
broke the cold chain of flirting 
and sat on a rosette of 
tears blocking the sun? 

Was it true that death always 
sits on our shoulders like an 
owl undocking the life for piercing 
contentious lips?
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