I sat at the loneliest corner window of my vast library. The moon half swallowed by the ever hungry sky and few blind stars burnt silently and aimlessly. The stillness of the moment and the silence of my thoughts created vivid memories of black and blue throughout.
Like the flashing thunder of a silent storm You appeared and reappeared and disappeared to somewhere close yet never far from somewhere.. How I chased You till I reached the edge, How I needed You at times of uncertainty and moments of endless pain. How I killed my emotion while your free soul floated in those 'MY Creation of abstract realities'� . How I stared right through the ugliness piercing your soul. But why did You have to leave , I cant live now , And Why are You still here When I said Not a part of You I will share. Why ?

The moon stabbed opens the naked sky and peeped, reflecting my shadow on the cold ground. A drop of dew slide down the spongy umbrella and the tadpole hurried towards the unknown. As I dug deep and deeper, her body lay lifeless waiting to be thrown and buried. The axe resting silently beside its prey, the whispering of the leaves, the silent prayer from my bleeding lips. Kissed her hands 'May you rot in hell'� I silently screamed. Her eyes still open from the shock of Me..I love you much to much '�So You had to '�.. I cried and the absence of her I already felt'�I silently knelt and there the bleeding body I wrapped with wrath and threw it beneath. Shout out your cruelest echoes as I filled the hole with soil. Two blind worms '�.drilled into what I had just sealed. The stone I curved'� The Sufferer ' joy of not belonging.

As I slowly walked back towards my house, with a heavy heart I looked up and my heart leaped out of my mouth. ' Who were they ?'� How could it be us? As I Looked back , I see her poison curved smile , ? Have I not killed her or am I losing it all?

The couple sat and watched the stars like numbed puppets. That is when I realized we were nothing but the ugliness of their thoughts, the guilty feelings and cruel intension they held inside. The shadow of her ghost slowly appeared and my dying reflection slowly being filled by the first ray of the blue widowed sky. She threw the knife and we both ran and faded back to that next level consciousness and that forest of desire

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