Wandering Alone
While wandering alone, with not anything to do
My mind became packed, with selfless feelings of you
Photographs scattered on the floor, eyes well up
Stuffs I could have said, stuffs I should have done
The language of words that make two as one
Copyright © Nikhil Chandwani | Year Posted 2012
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