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My weakness stares right into my face,
Thereby showing that my thoughts maybe astronomical but my deeds are base.
When will I get over it,
Or will it endlessly continue to hit.
An initiative I need to take,
Cause a relation which is one of the best is at stake.
Its amazing how friends can turn into complete strangers,
Once a flowering friendship lies dead at the back of a hearse.
This seems to have become a habit with me,
Improve or rot are the options left to see.
This might be the last work of its kind. Seems strange to post here. Like to hear your opinions.
2060 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Published on July 08, 2015
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