The pain behind the smile...
The hurting truth covered by the lies;
The haunting memories behind the vengeance;
And now,
The need to burn the evidence.

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If time was to be borrowed,

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In dismay for what has happened;
For my mind has been unrest;
For your haunting memories stucked in my head...
That you made a happy me a loner...
With no heart for Trust.

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We play to survive

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Why destroy what was created to help us breathe?

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Our Hearts are traveling different Miles together;
Touring different cities of Emotions;
But it's all been sweet memories;
So far;
Nothing to call for Regret;

Should I wish for something;
It would have to be this bond lasting Forever...
Till infinity...
And the End Of Time

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I don't want to look back;
But this haunting past keeps reminiscing

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Earth;

A market place; as said in mother's tongue;
No one stays in the market till Dawn;
Guess no one sleeps in the market; only the homeless;
Does'

Earth;

Just as a public transport;
We're all embarking on a journey; filled with many missions in each mind,

Alas!
Everyone have a destination;
Alas! the bus had stop; when it reaches the passengers destination;

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To the sad soul,

Makes me breathe my thoughts in words and melody

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“Listen to my percievenes, You'd then know the differences in their mind"

*Listen to my percievenss; Then you could differentiate the Bad but beautiful Flowers, The grey but useful Flowers*

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