You once asked
why I followed you,
kept with you at all.
I said I knew it was right.
This is how I knew then:
weights left my face,
my fingers fragile,
hushing breaths. I feel you
even when you’re not here.
Father always told me
that there’s a special place
in Hell, just for people like you;
little does he know
that wherever you are
and wherever you go,
I must also be –
I must also be.
Rupanjal July 30, 2016
Wow!
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Rupanjal July 30, 2016
That is amazing..
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