The golden chain that glued
Our hearts upon the branch
Is broken beyond repair
All around are fragments
Of what that could of been
My heart still keeps on calling her name
My lips still craves for hers
Tears moist my pillows
Life is a bitter road
Fill with regrets
Lies covered lies
A broken promise
An empty bed
And her thoughts still floats
Upon my mind!
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Eyan Desir
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