It’s on the days when
the words,
of every alphabet
cannot be strung together
from my cracked,
and bruised heart.
One look
in silence,
shared in memory,
as you walked by in the rain-
brown eyes
melting me away.
It’s on the days when
the words,
of every alphabet
cannot be strung together
from my cracked,
and bruised heart.
One look
in silence,
shared in memory,
as you walked by in the rain-
brown eyes
melting me away.
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