LEFT IS ALL IS TO REPENT.. Flashbacks , whenever lead me back I walk down the dead remains Of all the unsaid pricking down the cores I lure myself to the illusions Where the nit-wit , I slept on your lap lanes of our destiny have been apart to a decade long we have walked but never could i break it to you imagined all through the perfect 'picturesque'.. Had i inherited the perfect cuts with a loud i would have mastered it all: The day you have attained the infinite sallowness is what i survive; dazzling lady on your side, the life's trophy on your name, unknown to my ache; the pair waltz about the sand has dripped while all I have is to drool about... Repenting and wishing till the day last. -khushi. <3