65. How it all ends

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My hurricanes, the turbulent storms,
The drudgery and darkness in its human form,
All were emanations from you,
Surprisingly, I had no clue.
The piece of my heart which now belongs,
To you, inspite of all the wrongs,
Will never return to me I know,
Because I burnt too much to be beautiful as snow.
I remove the heart beside your name,
I remove my picture from your frame;
The sun sets purple in my sky,
They see the redness in my eyes as they pass by,
But it's okay, I'll heal,
There'll come a time when  I'll have nothing to feel.
The rivers of hatred watch my drowning love die,
The flag of heart break flies, wishing goodbye.
~*~
{I hope I never see you again. }
22nd of December, 2017
1:07 pm
~*~

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