rememberance...

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My passion was reciprocated in her.

This bond makes me whole within this incompleteness.

The craving has always been there...

like smoking the grass...this marijuana in my blood.

The desperation slowly taking over me...

My days....incomplete without our long talks.

But do we talk much..??

Perhaps it would never be enuff..

It has never been..!!

Desires insatiable, needs gaping...

and a handful of togetherness.

Soon, time would become a thrifty miser.

Do the ANGELS guide us??

Or has the DEVIL done its deed??

But wherever it heads us....its a one way street..!!

This distant reality....

naked in our faces..!

This love,

this desperation,

and the wholesome INCOMPLETENESS....

has taken over the ages.

The fights and tears..

the crazy times.

Senseless chit-chats..stupid arguments.

Now it bothers me as the time runs scarce.

Our parallel paths...

may keep us together.

or else the worst is anticipated..!!

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