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kathakhurchan

Sunday, May 01, 2011

alone

shattered pieces
lovingly put together
by me

colored canvases
forgotten
thrown

pens discarded
writings torn
scattered in the wind

pasts carried like shrouds
on solitary shoulders
bent under the weight
of solitariness
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