Thursday, 15 March 2012

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Beware the ides of March,
that's what people say.
Never knew what's the meaning,
before you smiled today.


As I delve inside me the more do I find,
deep are the roots and strong is the bind.
As much I try to get away,they hold me back,
I remain in their firm grip as life changes track.


Time just flies on its wings,
leaving behind so many things.
I have gathered a few of them,
They have no address or a name.

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