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Wandering about in glowing beams
You were locked in castle of dreams
I kissed light traces of your shadow
'Cause you were foreign to meadow
Where I survived as a low dirty boy
While you were a maiden, oh so coy
I could never visit you in dingy rags
So, I helplessly looked at castle flags
They so mocked me for my disgrace
For I couldn't ever match your pace
I knew I couldn't get you at any cost
You never noticed me, being so lost
Reality can't live in castle of dreams
So I got drowned in aching screams
Now I cry over defeat in low ridges
As I look towards you across burnt..
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Bridges
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Nostalgia | ✔
PoetryHighest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016] ~Nostalgia~ It's delicate, but potent. The pain from an old wound. A twinge in your heart.. Far more powerful than memory alone A feeling of a place Where we... Ache To Go Again. -My thoughts. My word...
