Ignoring the warnings – Ferris Wheel
Right now I am cursing her for that and questioning myself for the unconditional love for her.
Now a days my mind is struggling to see the blurred image of her, the real her. May be she is not the one I thought about. The innocence mask is dripping like candle wax as the time is passing and revealing a clever little girl who knows the whole ferris wheel. The fight is going even for her existence. Trust is slipping like the sand.
Read the poem Gulity here: http://iandpeople.com/guilty/
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Although it’s form is that of an autobiography, it is not one. Space and time have been rearranged to suit the convenience of the story, and with the exception of public figures, any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental.