Life has lost its lustre and
vigour
With your shallow love and
miser
response,
Paring the otherwise erotic
love of me.
What made you string me
along-
Feeling quilt or love for
pampering?
What made me fail to bring
you along-
Absence of marauding beast or
visual love?
I am a slave being taken away
From you to a place far away.
How can I bid good buy to you,
my dear!
27.11.2002
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