The chaos within his eyes,The words inside my mind.Will it ever be true, the promises we made out of the blue? -
The chaos within his eyes,The words inside my mind.Will it ever be true, the promises we made out of the blue?
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Your eyes tell stories that no paper has strength to carry. -
Your eyes tell stories that no paper has strength to carry.
Some nights,I still search for your broken promises,So that I could ask them what went wrong? Was it really my fault? -
Some nights,I still search for your broken promises,So that I could ask them what went wrong? Was it really my fault?
You make me feel at home even in the middle of nowhere. -
You make me feel at home even in the middle of nowhere.
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You can't be mine,So I compose thoughts of us in poems,Now I find myself in between the lines, trying to make you mine.— % & -
You can't be mine,So I compose thoughts of us in poems,Now I find myself in between the lines, trying to make you mine.— % &
You are gone, Leaving your aura behind, Now I find myself confused,Should I follow it?Or run away from it? — % & -
You are gone, Leaving your aura behind, Now I find myself confused,Should I follow it?Or run away from it? — % &
You were ready to kill for me, now you are ready to kill me.— % & -
You were ready to kill for me, now you are ready to kill me.— % &
Hate is useless and love is priceless.— % & -
Hate is useless and love is priceless.— % &
And you are gone,Just like the tornado that destroyed it all,Now I am collecting my broken pieces in a hope to be whole again,But the few pieces of this heart was taken by you, now how can I be whole again without you? — % & -
And you are gone,Just like the tornado that destroyed it all,Now I am collecting my broken pieces in a hope to be whole again,But the few pieces of this heart was taken by you, now how can I be whole again without you? — % &