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[title] => i cannot go on
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[bodytext] => When the breath ceases And the heartbeat is heard no more In the midst of the mourning Crowded by fake men Here I stand All alone Looking into your face so pale Wishing it were all a dream Moments ago You in your deathbed Held my hands tight You looked deep in my eyes A look that meant it’s going to end I could feel your longingness To imagine to be existent Without you beside Pains my heart…”its impossible” I thought! Fear of dereliction seems to have taken control of all my senses And now Though words remain unspoken I can hear you saying, “I miss you”…. Oh! My love…so do I! I wet your face with tears. Sorrow begins now…I would soon fade away I crave for you every moment My head is jammed with thoughts about you Emotions flutter at regular intervals Leaving me in a pool of priceless memories Of all those wonderful moments we spent together In each other’s arms…plunging into an ocean of undying passion Those long late night walks we took…hand in hand Beneath the star studded sky…on the white sands…hearing the silvery waves roar high… The shells we collected…the sand castles we made… life cannot get more cruel...living makes no sense...if not with you Where do I go?? What do I do?? Is there an option I got…that would be better than death? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 24 [informant] => keerthy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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