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Soaking In Warm Tears
Soaking In Warm Tears
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She went downtown,
To shop for new sheets and pillow covers,
They were soft and white,
When they come home,
Like the moon have waxing and waning,
His love has some varying phases,
To the underlying integrations of selfishness,
She fights to find roots,
Boredom is the part of companionship,
When he failed to admit it,
The game of ghosting begins,
She cries like it was the first time,
The bedsheets drenched,
Pillow covers soaked in her tears,
The warm tears have flown,
Like every time,
They mix with the lipstick and burns,
She felt exhausted,
To meet friends,
To checkout people,
To shop for new sheets and pillow covers,
She went downtown,
Every fortnight.
