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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

The rain fell incessantly from the skies,
flowers in the garden refuse to reply.
No matter how hard it is; I try.
You just ain't moved and that is fine.

The lonely man sleeps with the passing of time.

The love has only impatience left confined,
who else can I put my heart to confide.
White and black keys on the piano side by side,
just a missing piece disrupts all vibes.

A deeply-etched heart knows nothing of goodbye,
it is clear yet you wanted me to explain why.
Falling deeply in love makes one fanatically inclined;
I betray myself to accommodate your rhyme.

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