Her voice was low and calm
As the bomb,she detonated
Wish no ears had I
The harsh reality wouldn't,in me,sink
My eyes dazzled over her lips
Let no more love wonder in you
The fact deep cut like
A wound stabbed again
A hell of stinging pain
I"m the desert of loneliness
After my feelings you beguile
Arms and hands intertwined
Such memories are reminisced
She dwells in I
Till the seas run dry
As life lives
Her I will miss.
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