WE ARE ROAMING ON FORSAKEN ROUTES
Our hearts have become oceans apart
Drifting are the feelings between life's ramparts
Rolling on the ground thrown from life's cantle
Fallen is our love from the mantel
Yesterday we were two hearts with one beat
Being together was heavenly treat
Now breaking the trust with rumors and doubts
We are roaming now in forsaken routes
Walking we are in heartbroken shadows
Our souls have become barren meadows
Wandering are our ruined hearts in rove
Even spring will not revive the lost love
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One cannot mend the mirror that's broken
Blurred is the reflection like when it's shaken
Doubts always linger in mind like a ghost
Hard to restore the trust once it is lost
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