I run away
from the burden
of my unsaid words
and unfulfilled desires
Never knew
I would enter into,
another trap
The motif was alright
The end was lethal
So I look outside
As see
The air seems to croon
the song of melancholy
and birds forget to sing.
from the burden
of my unsaid words
and unfulfilled desires
Never knew
I would enter into,
another trap
The motif was alright
The end was lethal
So I look outside
As see
The air seems to croon
the song of melancholy
and birds forget to sing.
deep :(
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ReplyDeleteRunning away is easy
ReplyDeleteand ignoring the fact
that maybe the one you left behind
is still stuck
in unsaid words
and unfulfilled desires
ans waiting every day
to get back
the one he has lost.