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Broken apart...

The countless audacious whispers that quivered the lips and collapsed oblivious,
Speak of the thousands of midnight rantings to your beauty
They cry out my fears, my anxiety
The latent desires that I've hidden forever in my bosom
But, yes, it's been too long now.
I can feel the tears brimming up in my eyes,
Sloshing and jostling as i try to suppress them, time and again.
You and I were probably set on two different roads,
that met at a juncture, once in a while
Those red letter days...
And now meant to part again, once again...

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