Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Embossed scars




The shared past haunted the soul everyday. 

Inspite of all the adjustments and compromises the age old ghost raised its head to bring more pain and shattered whatever little solace found in each others company. 






How I wished the scars would be erased along with time and let life breathes!






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  1. This is so beautifully written. Sensitive.
    http://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2014/02/23/two-today-package-on-write-tribe-55100-ers

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