söndag 2 mars 2014

It seems like I once had a connection with you.
A faint bond, decaying strings.
A dying feeling you said.
Holding secrets for me.

It feels like the listener is deaf.
And the speaker is mute.
We are not getting anywhere.
Not anymore.

With each passing day,
I am succumbing to the shadows,
And you seem to forgotten me along the way.
I did expect it to come to this,
But still I can't really accept it.
But what choice do I have. 

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