Am not writing a classic.
And I know you are chopped off
and dead; Long time back.
Like a dead tree.
But I still talk
and you still respond.
Are you abnormal?
Or is it me?
Is another question,
We'll deal else where
But today, I seek one answer.
Whenever I close my eyes,
Why does her face pop up
Like a lover or whatever.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
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