Thursday, August 22, 2013

Tinted Sight.

                                   

Dear Friend,

Sure,
I don't wear your shoes
And,
You don't wear mine.

All,
I ever wanted was to be
To you a friend in needy times.

No,
Not the kind who fueled your pain
No,
Not then, not now, not later.

If,
Only you see
The beauty in ugly.

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