might be taking the reins
of the present, and ripping
the heart apart!

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be narrated,
rather it can be sensed.

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the way I like,
yet it becomes disastrous…

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the hope again blossoms
to cherish every moment…

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When the whereabouts are made unknown,
Open-minded but, it’s never acknowledged,
Mortified by each consistently,
Anguished yet still deserted, and the
Nefarious making the *WOMAN* numb…

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is good enough to cherish
for the entire existence!

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amidst the veil of uncertainty…

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that only the ones who
truly care us would be
there till the end.

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Each time it aches,
each time I absolve
and each time it replays….

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a frame without a soul…

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