Thou eyes met mine, I stood their stuck in your awe,
Years have passed like breeze of autumn wind.
And yet you are the toughest thing I couldn’t draw.
I don’t need your attention just a piece of you,
Your smiles worth everything,
Everything that’s worth dying for.
We were never meant to be together,
Parted by thoughts and split by ideologies of contrasting beliefs.
You won’t have been able to fly as I was the burden on your feather.
You were a good teacher, you wanted to make me feel alive.
I was hopelessly swept by your magic;
For me, you were my life.
Like predators, vultures schemed over you,
I always knew I was going to lose this battle,
Yet I fought until I realized I was one the who obtrude.
As the lamps went away as did our conversations fade away.
I was now a mere name…
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