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Saturday, November 10, 2012

Other Edge Of Time





























My memories in your heart;
and your raining eyes,
you kept waiting for me but;
all I gave you was excuses and lies.

You came driving to my house;
and got me roses but I,
didn’t answer your call and;
you left the roses to die.

But things have changed now;
am at your place and you’re at mine,
you’ve moved on with her and;
I’ve realized it, on the other edge of time.

Morning you woke up to my missed calls;
my unread texts that you marked delete,
I mailed you; you blocked me;
and it all went on repeat.

Temme what I’ve gotta do;
I’ll get you roses in the middle of night,
and you don’t answer my call;
now  lets end up this fight.

Oh! I know things will change;
I’ll be at your place and you’ll be at mine,
but I’ll still be right there for you;
you’ll realize it, on the other edge of time.

~Shreya
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