Again, You Have Come To My Department Poem by The Putul

Again, you have come to my department,
With some soft copy of files that I will never open!

What to see there!
I know, you won't tell!
But I know,
What's there!

These are the files of the anatomy of my history.
That built up around you, dumping my sanity.
When I used to hope you as the everlasting supplier,
Of red roses, on my table, every morning!

That was only a void deal of hope!
I could never fix a negotiation with you;
Consideration I offered you wasn't enough,
To meet your hopes, that you built, around me.

Again, a cycle of hope!
Nope! Not again dear!

I buried my hopes,
Not gonna dig again!

Again, you have come to my department
With some soft copy of files that I already hacked!

© theputul.
14.08.2012

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