Monday, December 23, 2013

The Poet of Departure

As the World slowly crumbling on my feet
I'm starring at you with the last breath of my love
Fly... Fly.. Let me take flight out of your reach
Let me bathe in the sun stained world without your gaze

As the clouds slowly drifted apart, I take a look at you from the world far away
the feeling, the mind that I bear, and even the words that never spoken before
Turning into a sharp blade, which its edge will cut every connections that we shared together
The Chain between our hearts pierced, cursed, despised and broken in a miserable way

I take a glance of your silhouette
My wounds which carved by your thorns might still there
But with the shreds of my love that withered already
It's do Us apart.. Not by the death but by our Egos

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