Why am I so?
I watch any pain
On screen
Story of unfulfilled love
Separation that I know
It's life's norm
And tears begin to roll
In deluge
Is this my own pain
That's dug out
of deep well
Where it was hidden
Shelved away from sight
Shielding own sense and vision
Until when another story
Strikes as spade bites in
On dry earth
To make give way
For waters -
They need flow
To wash away, clean
Murky reminisces of time.
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