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COME III
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Come, teach me your skills Teach me how you so beautifully manage To talk without feeling To keep your smile from reaching your eyes To laugh without joy To be a friend without caring To keep your heart out of love To walk away without one backward glance To go on like yesterday was nothing To never weep for what was…or wasn’t
Come, Teach me how you move on… Every single time…remorselessly… Guiltlessly …without missing a beat… Come…teach me…now I need to know ~Swati Chandran ~ |
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