Will You?

Jai Santhoshi Sathish KumarNo medicine could heal,

The bruises you left behind.

You Broke me into pieces

Mere shards of glass.

Reflecting back memories,

Which bled into my veins,

Fresh in my blood, it gushed

Past my heart, not anymore.

Time was hell, and heaven

Ceased to exist long back.

I still breathe,

Because I still hope.

Hope that you will be my medicine.


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