looks like, life is just today..
the time takes, the heart away.
accentuated expressions of a fille,
perspire dreams, longings stay.
feels like, the watch zeroes.
the me, steps ..and jams.
runs away, stops, hibernates,
now and then , the pulse rams.
was not the same , the date that day.
was not the name, just for the sake.
i was here , and there was me.
at least as much, as i could see.
love , rekindled...without fire.
and whom can i blame..but thee.
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