Bowl of Soup
Good to go!
Monday, 17 January 2011
it was cold-blooded.
no question asked, no advise, none.
at a swing of fate,
she was gone.
she didn't leave any marks behind.
no word, no apologies.
it was as if she didn't exist.
as if I did not exist.
as if she did not ask me to stay.
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