Wednesday, December 16, 2015

of me.

when my eyes 
drop at their 
fate
I ask 
is it true
I write to you
unbridled
some times
without a thought
what I am going to write

I pause
ask to my self
whom you feel

I fail to get 
what I mean 
to myself

bereft of you
what should I say

of me 


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