Why did you hide your flaws from me,
when you knew one day I'll see?
Why did you lock yourself up in the past,
when all we have is the future?
Why did you push me away,
when you knew staying apart was not something we could stand?
Why did you think I'll care,
when I had already promised to have a share?
Why did you think I'll leave,
when all I've got is "YOU"?
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The Fall of Words
Poetry"Poetry..... Something so intimate, so essential ,that cannot be defined without oversimplifying. It is like the colour yellow , love and fall of leaves in autumn. Poetry is magical,mysterious and unexplainable." ...
