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    • Feb 12
    • 1 min read

2 Am

By Shiva Joshi



Its 2am, and I’m looking at the sky.

I call out your name like a whisper, “can you hear me?”

Many things were left unsaid the last time we saw each other,

I got chocked as I saw you walk away, “did you hear me breaking?”

So here I am, its 2am, and I’m looking up at the sky,

With teary eyes and a tired sigh,

As I fake another promise to let you go,

I’m saying Goodbye.


By Shiva Joshi



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