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Whispers of a poet's heart

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Envisioning fairytale ending torments

No matter how much I over-practice

It’s never easy once you know its over

Sometimes it feels like falling upwards

Trying to find a way to hold, letting go

All I ever wanted to remain was simply

Fitted in your arms under moonlit nights

Scent of trust lingering in a breeze passing

Living love endlessly- in stolen moments

The one’s life doesn’t really take notice of

The ones that keep me awake cold sober

The ones that starve this burning fervor

The ones that haunt a heart laying alone

The ones killing me slowly with… hope

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