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There goes the fleeting moment 
Mocking me.

There comes the night 
Soft and stealthy 
following me 

Through the day
Is the darkness that 
keeps devouring  me.

Guess I fear nothing now.
Soon, life would 
walk away shamelessly
without me.




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  1. ashwin damleDecember 19, 2012 at 12:20 AM

    Shamini,

    This composition, although SCARY and fraught with melancholy, is vivid.

    Thanks.

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  2. SarojaDecember 21, 2012 at 5:37 AM

    What has come over you? You sound so unlike yourself, so sombre!

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  3. ShaminiDecember 21, 2012 at 6:00 AM

    i know..sombre n sad..well,learning to express myself..

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