Cradling a diminutive cup of coffee
Advertently she let a snooze escape
Darkness upon the room
Merely the grief could tear her apart
The whiff of coffee
Tangles of confusions
The uncapped thoughts
Confession and guilt creep upon her
The guilt
The confession
The delinquency
Echoed her inner turmoil
Falling in the sin
Engrossed with the guilt all alone
Tearing apart with an aching hear
Saturday, September 16, 2006
The Guilt
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