Somethings

Somethings won't go
or only to return

like words unspoken
like letters unwritten
like touch yet to be felt
like eyes yet to be kissed
like a sketch still to be drawn
like a novel waiting to be finished

like shadows they follow you
and no they won't go
or only to return





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