I lived in this place like Utopia
We were there always in glorious aura
Because of you and your love, life worth living
But the mood changed because of your decision
A decision of what you said - to forget you
And words whatever it was - I can't swallow
You just swallowed everything with ease
then deserted me as if had nothing happened
At the moment of your departure
shadow of sadness snared my heart
On that day I decided to bury you
deep in the cemetery of oblivion
I gathered all the roses in blue, gray
and black colors - to symbolize hate
Yet it cannot change the delighted
color of your memento of moments
and the smear of your memory
is deeply tinted into solid color
I like to brush off the permanence
of your tattoo dotted in my heart
by strong detergent called amnesia
yet it won't wash away the color of your love
and I tried to freeze the warm affection
it just melted to crystalline endearment
To ignore the pureness of your love, compassion
the more my heart in ire of fire of passion
(c)2013
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