Thursday, 8 December 2016


I looked into my cupboard
Searching for something else
But it was not what I found
Instead I found my old shirt

Which I used to always wear
Numerous years back in time
Adored its color way too much
It felt like my second skin worn

I've grown up, it fits no more
Yet it's far too dear to discard
And sadly I realize that is how 
I feel remembering you now 

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