The memories of past
That was long ago lost
Crawl into the heart's vacant
Like the biting serpents
An indescribable pain
They deposit in every vein
The horrible hissing they cause
Put a shivering pause
To all the joys and sorrows
As if looking into dark hollows
Their sharp tongues' needles
Send torturing sparkles
Why can't I go back
On to the lost track?
Is there anybody still standing
Or my heart is just pretending?
Can there be any space
For me in those heart in any case?
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