I was in there rooted,
inside the hole you created.
The words were resonating,
yet the memories were only fading
The cold in the hole was too quite, quite,
that I fell in love with it at the first sight.
Though I thought of never leaving the shattered hole,
even if I had a chance for it,
but then some lights just dwells in the beloved darkness,
and I too couldn't resist to it.
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
I was in there rooted,
inside the hole you created.
The words were resonating,
yet the memories were only fading
The cold in the hole was too quite, quite,
that I fell in love with it at the first sight.
Though I thought of never leaving the shattered hole,
even if I had a chance for it,
but then some lights just dwells in the beloved darkness,
and I too couldn't resist to it.
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