by Rahul Bhattacharya on Monday, 12 July 2010 at 04:41
no shit
mindless indulgence
heartless dependence
no heart
no soul
a shadow of a soul mate
memories of a trust that would never forsake
we can run
we can hide
breathing in though a small pink skirt
always thought i could never get hurt
yes sir
no sir
the nursery rhyme went
went for a walk but my knees were bent
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