Those sad smiles are not meant for soothing,
Sweet lies to be believed in.
Left upto you to choose,
Lifeless or life taking.
You are at close,
That’s not...
You had me with your adept moves
Those perfectly polished shoes, hair carefully spiked
The “gentleman” attitude
And of course, spruceness played me to impress!
Stairway to your...
The burning sensation of chagrin,
Those thoughts weaved in a chain.
Having close resemblance to asbestous
Desperate to be blown out in the flames,
No scars come without...
