I am being penned in the sand
Between the shadows of the sky and land.
Hearing the echoes of the loaded hearts
Broken and pasted as an arts.
Now There i stand pacing in circles
counting the darkspots in moon
Visulaizing The written words are
"Never the same".
I cry pleading with tears rrolling to reach the shore.....
Everything vanishes as a foothold of soil
I found myself dragging with the wind.
I am being penned
By You...
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