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Uncomfortable silence Sitting between us. I wish I could relearn those eyes Once chatoyant and Deep brown portals Filled with togetherness Now all I see is Recondite depth of emptiness Projecting every cliché of me. Casual facades of "How are you?" What an utter crap! The thrill wasn't saved From being ephemeral Is this romance still redolent? Or the art of deception? Or are we overstaying? I guess it's replaying Again and again. And we just have to lilt Not because we're spirited. But because we don't know How to stop the music....
