Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Eosin

They are numerous of them deep n bold, smoldered by those loving hands of gold..Marks r red cuts are sore but each one of them I do adore and crave for more From my core.... But the bruises  which r invisibly deep -beyond heart Cannot be composed they r too deeply cut....  I -perhaps know why the intrinsic pain is so deep n intense..its just inversely proportional to the happiness of TOGETHERNESS 

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