I came across a pebble on a sea shore,so still n silent,so gentle n sober..
I used to colour it-thee colours reflected their shades on ma face-
Each wave would come n wash away thebright colours making it colourless until i again painted it.
Then therecame a violent storm that took that pebble along with its colours away from me making me pale forever...
Me and Myself
- eve
- una, H.P., India
- i am complicated- no definition-- a familiar face with a strange look
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nice flow of emotions....
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