She
loves
tulips
on her chest
graveyard is her home
I could rest my head,knowin' she was mine
Digging my grave beside her ,I dont wana go home alone
loves
tulips
on her chest
graveyard is her home
I could rest my head,knowin' she was mine
Digging my grave beside her ,I dont wana go home alone
That's really 'deep' thinking.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ms R..
ReplyDeleteSorry for writing this sad FIB :(
Its soo deep.
ReplyDeleteNicely written
gud one!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Nidhi and Comfortably numb( Saim rite?)
ReplyDeleteHey forgot to tell you that I got inspired to write from Tan's short story "A Visit" .. Find in rain contest if you can't remember.
it hit me hard! intense emotions portrayed beautifully!!
ReplyDeletethanks Kajal :D
ReplyDeletehmm! :D
ReplyDeletehashan is now master of the FIB! :D
nice....and perfect..!!!
ReplyDeletehahaha..Thanks Vinay :)
ReplyDeleteThank u Yamm :)
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