Nightmare of the Disaster

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As I walk through the path that we've been,

I saw our memories that have been pinned,

Looking at the different photos of us together,

I think of you; wishing we could be forever,

As sharp like a knife,

Wounds keep aching at night,

Your words cuts through the surface of my heart,

I was had a keen eyesight of our part,

But the searing of our love,

It vanished above,

Small pieces of ashes,

My tears splashes,

Our memories keeps flashes,

And I am here again staring at the nightmare,

That once I have thought it has no disaster.

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