i found myself in a corner of realizations that i need to let go.
let go from the things that had happened in the last few moonlights,
letting him go in the back of my mind, in my eyes.
i found myself getting tired to just repeating this cycle,
so i'd take this opportunity to move forward and guard on what's real important in this life.
what a bland goodbye we had, when we're heading the highway of reality.
our field of laughter engulfed into the void.
but i found us in another life having closure that we ended up being in the same shelter together.
living dreams and taming regrets, tears and fears.
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Desperate Nightmares, Old Habits Die: Prose and Poetry
Poetryi live in a poetic life but dying from your poisonous lies. we live in vain, so we drink until we get drunk in our own mistakes and sins. but still making out with the devils, but in the back of my mind, i'm with you - haunting me stunningly.
