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Tahirah Jan 2020
Even though you cut off the finely woven words of our communication
Even though you sank the ship that once had us aboard
Even though you coldheartedly drew out the map of the miles between us
Even though  the hearts lost beats and stopped synchronising

But still, memories of you linger in my brain
Setting my soul on fire
And sending warm shivers down my spine
Maybe I'm hypnotised
Or rather beguiled
But whatever the case
You'd forever be in my happenings.
© Chaste

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