Cold
In my heart I am cold
you asked for it you told
Hold
I hold back tears
You don't hold me hence we're cold
Mould
I thought I could mould you
You didn't even try because you didn't want to hold
Fold
I fold my heart in an envelope for you
you didn't even bother to work on me when me you could easily mould
Told
I know you told
told me that around the idea of us your brain cannot fold
I am stone cold
You are stone cold
Perfectly served.
-Seema Tabassum(me)
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I've tried something different this time.A swirl of words,following each other,i don't know if i've been successful in conveying what i had in mind.This is not autobiographical,ofcourse.This time i was inspired by some rhyming words,i thought it would be fun if i could use these words to whip up a story.Now if this is good or not is for you to tell me.I hope it atleast made some sense.Thank you.
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