The Call --- !

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Years of desertion
Humiliation

And

Segregation....

Look

I am a shattered mirror
With heart that has recoiled
In its innermost shell...

Brought into beyond Restoration

Where nothing can be rebuild anymore...

No more a believer in Love
My Soul stone cold
My body a lifeless vessel

Has lost the beauty to capture
Devine Song...

If you ask me today my friend--

Yes YOU still are --

No matter what YOU take me for
I would always care...

But ---

I wouldn't dare to speak
About my plight

You must not ask me to unfurl my heart

Because--

Once I do..

Trust me--

Your Arms will be drenched in my teardrops ...

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NOTE :

A call of a soul withered and torn...
Unrecognisable and agonised.

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Love snd kisses
-- Isa

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