The fight

uncertain, distant,
she turned away;

I trembled as I felt it;
in her eyes-
the silence of knives

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About teevramadhyam

'I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity' -Poe
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One Response to The fight

  1. amol says:

    …parched feet walked without remorse; water rolled underneath and it turned red.

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