One step forward two steps back,
We sauntered in the dismantled array
Of dreams in the dark.

Holding hands following the dimly lit
Terrain of desires your heart could craft.

Yet we couldn't find the traces of the
Footmarks on the grounds washed away
By the rain of hopes disembarked.

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It feels so uncanny now that I visit the city, It's like the air itself carries your essence. Sometimes it lingers on for a brief moment and sometimes it leaves remembrall of doused memories.

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Telling me stories about how we could've turned out right.
But I don't want to let go of my lantern
Of pragmatic light.
It burns me sometimes
But I know not to take a walk in the cemetery of memories when there's nowhere to hide.

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Something doesn't feel right,
It maybe it's just my head
Making up scenarios living in fright.

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His kisses were always rushed,
Just like we fell for eachother in haste.
And when the hopes were crushed,
We were left scorned and in distaste.

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She was a tragedy of a coveted love story
And fiend curls.

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You were my fearsome forever,
My refuge in the chaos of my life.

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The memories I carried with me in carved gold, feels like dragging a corpse in a summer afternoon.

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Our love story was like some of my poems,
Unfinished... Lost... Forgotten.

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The numbness sometimes,
feels like centipedes crawling
Under my skin.

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