The day we will apart, and go too far,
We will be forgotten where we are,
Love emotions will never survive forever,
Air absorb the smoke from burning bar,
Beauty of love, purity of sincere ness,
Will become ancient tale of fairness,
Walking on footpath, sitting across road,
Time turns these all into foggy memoir cheerless,
Cold breeze turns to warm blow,
where we will apart, soul wander to and fro,
Tears of pain, fear of gone,
Carry on, silent stream flow,
Hurting of being alone,
Is like a flower with single thorn,
Miserable farewell made me alive dead,
Might we never born,
Panicked memories seems so teasing,
But tiny flame of reminiscence will remain blazing,
If the ray of hope is alive,
We will never get too far, though amazing.
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