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Friday, March 20, 2009

Another Evening..

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i look over my shoulder
at the broken bridge
at the mirage
and the tears dont dry

i look over my shoulder
at the nights of laughter
those moments of emptyness
still the tears dont dry

i look at me now
letting go of the future
holding on to the past
but do i deserve to die?
shweta khosla
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