Days are gloomy heart broken
Bits and pieces scattered
Around my life and people around
With nothing to see through
Friends are there but m lonely
Just a sip and I turn moody
Recalling the memories of the past
Dreaming the future i never had
Anticipation of moves
I barely had
Following the past
Turns me mad
Still i see through
To collect the scattered pieces
Of my heart
To b someone in a pact
Illusions have devoured me
Smile seems far away
Only a gentle smile
For the getaway
Recalling the past
Turns me mad
To see through the future
I never had
Living the past
Fewer are times
Where i see my shadow
Living the life of a hallow
Heart is broken
Pain endured
Still with fragments
Haunted within
To keep up
I must be living
But without a heart
Death seems more encouraging......
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