Memories filter'd in true sanity,As the cool air breeze on gloomy faces,Dark emphasis cracks to live all empty,Stars flashing the eyes to shine sweet paces,
Fiendish can’t empower strong burning bonds,
Cheers would sparkle thus enlighten tough paths,
Belief would bloom the glee and perish thorns,
Abrupt voice of loving exhaled thou hath,
Fairest moon splash dull loneliness to none,Leaves art torn from trees and leash quiet rhymes;Yet new lives’ been born till the cycle’s done,And with precious feeling share none with time,
Till ticks stop striking or sun sets ever,
Till then I‘d love more and it ends never.
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