What if I turn back time?To all our moments all again.
Would it be a crime?
Second chance, yet again I chose pain.
Love knitted and injured by a handloom.
Yet was returned back a shredded hem.
Neglected thinking, you assume.
Instead no, I still love them.
Walking on prickling rose thorns.
Hemophobia screaming to run away.
Greeted yet by fresh roses which I adorn.
Their enchantedness, hypnotising one's stay.
Resetted time but not my mentality.
Capable of making me swallow poison.
Always will run to you and never to reality.
Always will run to you till my last breath, the sun slowly sinking into the horizon.
.......just to be with you, all over again.
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