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Past is all forgotten and unsaid,
Wounds are far healed and cared,
shadows no more, form around in circles
but a tear that trickles down can’t be etched
from the gallows of memories and wisp of efforts
when you break the hardest out and breathe
that tear melts down and happens to pass by
time and over again
from ages and long months gone
there is reminiscence of things that were
yet so real, yet so reel
I have lived so far and died quite few
looking out and in if you ask me so
solids melt but this wont
a mark not cleaned and so warm
tomorrow’s ocular and yet unknown
it must have been some black hole
that gravities by
washes me away to universe not seen
I will love again and yet I won’t
I am sad but happy as well
those tons of baggies undelivered
I’m walking on the destiny path
leaving my footprints and your marks apart
but here is the question I make
not to you but my own self
why do you walk those broken paths again
make me wonder and stand again
hair stand up and eyes blur out
eyes tear and ears fume alike
I’m not wrong and neither you were
what was the problem in the end
no wonder, no contemporary thoughts
no seldom looking for you in beaches
lastly no goodbyes, no blessings
just simple wish erase that you happened