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Ceramic Platter

Writer: Gurdit
Gurdit
Sep 3
1 min read

I'm still behind the veil of those 1055 odd days,

Acting like a boundary between us,

Stopping me from revealing,

Everything on a ceramic platter like before.


Scared to the depths of the cuts on my heart,

Caused by a similar ceramic platter I offered you,

Which slipped accidentally,

Piercing every inch of my heart,

Each one of them, which,

You plucked unknowingly,

Every night of those 1055 days.

 
 
 

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