A tumultous throb
Of a sleepless night.
How I want it to pass...
Like a whiff of smoke -
Dispelling the cloud of despond.
Of a sleepless night.
How I want it to pass...
Like a whiff of smoke -
Dispelling the cloud of despond.
posted by pragya | 11:14 PM
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