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Oct 2014
The moon shakes our embrace
One last time
And for the last time
Our parting shall be sweet
Though our hearts are far
From complete
But grant me one last request
Though I cannot love you again
Let me love you
Like I did before we met

Do we surely become strangers
Like two lines that'll never meet
As they converge for once forever
Then split to smithereens
Like the veins that form our hearts
So widespread
That defects are hard to spot
When one fails to function
Who shall serve to see?
One to many like our loving
Who's to say we won't deplete?

So the next time that we meet
Do we act like strangers incomplete
As if love had never happened
It was just a time of greed
Greed to love and to be loved
Triggered all these thoughts of folly
We were blinded by the kind deeds
Born out of desire to keep

Now you too shall let me go
Like the ones that left before
Before twilight starts to set in
And we break our words once more
Before deliberation breaks the pace
And we concur with objections raised

Walk away from madness brooding
Walk away from penchant gloom
All these flowers will stop blooming
As if warning us of doom

Till all our transgressions come clean
We are faulty to play judge
Of whose love (or lack of) was culprit
That brought about this great downfall

The next time we love we fill ourselves
With reassurance to start over

But you never really do forget
The lips of your first lover
Raphael Cheong
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Raphael Cheong
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