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Disgruntled and cold

A way to go, dying in my land

morning without the sun, I without you.

Shining with the passion that I once had for you,

I’ll disappear with time from your life I know.

These days will go, these hours to bestow,

are given by me to self, no more love in my garden,

I left it in the door when you were gone.

No more forgiveness to give,

I lost myself a year ago, smelling like burned and sacrificed,

you’ll see me now all disgruntled and cold.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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