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Am I crazy?

When you touch me slowly,

I dismay of the remembrances.

Guilt violates my nerves, on the verge,

I felt an eruption in my heart.

Am I crazy to be overloaded with my past?

Every action of his makes me calm my loose,

His warmth is getting my existence undue.

I wish I could connect with him as I use to,

Things happen to my mind are changing me,

Being exploited by myself was the only thing I feared,

I am so stuck within my prior,

as a canvas left without lacquer.

And even when an artist arrives,

I implore him to go.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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