melancholy

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as i indulge into the calm atmosphere of the night,
i sail away in the seas of my thoughts.
yet, this uneasy feeling keeps bothering me.

could it be?

i was broken when i saw you.

your once lively eyes,
now are dead.

your once bright smile,
now is dead.

your ever radiating beauty,
now is dead.

i feel the holes bore through me as i saw you,
dull and empty.

"how can one hold such beauty and be as broken equally?"

...yet I know we can never be.

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