To have beauty in a kiss,
And passion near broken hearts,
It nearly resembles your smile,
When you walked away leaving me,
Empty inside.

To have dreams in a silence,
And serenity in forgotten hours,
It sounds like the dust of your run,
When the door wasn’t big enough,
For your desire, to leave me alone.

To have your memory in a picture,
And ashes of love in broken glasses,
It makes my soul corrupt life.
Beautiful is no longer the case,
Everything changed, now all is dark.
Yesterday I had a shinning light,
A reason to hope for more,
Today, looking in a putrefied distance,
I fuel just hate and frustration,
for all is lost and never forgiven. 

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