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Picture Credits:
In restless solitude we move.
Two severed souls lost
In separate worlds -- You and I;
So far removed,
Insensitive, detached
From me -- that's you.
While I -- locked
In this insanity called life.
Beg for release forsaking all.
Through rain drenched windowpanes
I gaze at wintry graves,
A stillborn love that used to be
So turbulent, disquieting
gone now your presence;
Like the rain you drowned
My very essence.
Still I wonder ...when did we die!
We had our day.
We laughed, we cried, we shared
The joyous union of a kiss.
Our heartbeats raced as one.
We had the sun;
We had the flowers.
The very Spring was ours.
We were in love.
Your dreamer eyes soon disappeared
And shameful lies
became your passion;
And I ... still unaware,
With tenderness adorned my eyes.
While caution
Never one to understand;
Capricious fate, ill-mannered hands;
The door forever closed.
Then came the night.
Oh, loathsome liar
With jewel moon
And silver stars.
Enticer of a million dreams
Partaker of a sparkless fire
Planter of deceit and strife.
Where love abides
There bleeds a wounded heart.
İCristina Lipp
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