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10:00 PM
(early night time)
On the nights that I grew cold,
I wished those tantalizing lies you spoke,
were mine and yours; own mini world
as you stole me from me,
just to kill my emotions
and become an emotional murderer.
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12:00PM
(early noon)
On the days when my eyes burst into agony,
a water cycle perpetuating from within,
coming across the lush green amazons of love and poetry,
and gold plated phonetics,
now on the verge of collapsing,
I wished for your puppy- dog eyes to speak the truth of comforting lies.
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6:00PM
(Dawn)
On some evenings when I'm just nuts and bolts,
again a faulty affair of misfunctioning
and some funny sounds to give company,
I wished for...