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Sunday, 18 March 2012

Unsaid




Mind if I tell you something?
Mind if I spill it all,
I do have shoulders to cry on,
I do have friends to call.
But I rather not answer their questions.
The piercing reality of all,
Secrets left hidden,
Are sometimes best untold.


Momina.

2 comments:

  1. I love this! Your words are beautiful!

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    1. Thank you so much! And keep visiting the blog! :)

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