Broken heart (Remove filter)
Nineteen Meters
There, seated at one of the bleachers,
Far distant from me, nineteen meters.
There, a girl before you,
Like a piece of a broken tableau.
For me, it was likely,
A vision, pain with no remedy,
Loud laughs, so clear in view,
Nineteen meters away, such a milieu.
Just heartful days ago,
The pair of your eyes never forego,
What was seen in the sight of me,
Such...
Monday 9th November 2015 4:09 pm
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