I Miss The Old You

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I miss the time when we barely know each other

I miss the time when you first showed your glint of kindness

I miss the bliss you used to flash on your lips and the stare of stars on your eyes

I miss our gags that unravels my tiring ascent

I miss our kind of adventure, venting madness altogether

I miss your unrestrained thoughts about the world or even me

I miss that canvas before it was painted in black ink and scalding blood

I miss that little caterpillar before it had achieved it's wings and flight away

I miss the innocence before haunting shadows made it one of their ogres

I miss the frog before it turned into a prince, Cinderella before she turned into a princess

I miss everything the storm had taken away from me

I am missing something that doesn't exist anymore.

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