Promise (unfinished rough draft)

Dispirited, desolate,

A string of passionless kisses

You tried to make me forget what is there before

As the silent winds blows, so is your

As we stood, facing our own shadows

Eternity stood before us,

When does the symphony begins,

When does it ends ?

Yellow autumn leaves hides your mistrust

As the cold icy show hides your heart

Run away, let us not meet again in this

Perhaps you make it too easy for me

Is this a lie, if it is unspoken

When my mistakes cannot be undone

Untangle this for me

Like a butterfly, flying against the wind

Is this a lie, or something so much more

Perhaps it is habitual

Routine carelessness

Amidst the blinding


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