Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Let me die - Draupadi's plea to Karna

I die a little bit every day without you... still... At the crossroad between whether you'll ever come back, or whether you'll let me die completely so that I may start anew again. Youth - too naive to value and trust what you and I both know exists. Suns set, moons rise, my heart is in my throat... Clink the glasses, drink the wine, and harbor myself in the shelter of my own design... And you? Lost in indecorous vales of your benders, your pain is waiting. I won't be there to catch you, love.

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