Pieces

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Like the sky lit napalm on one side,
And cold blue on the other,
Our love was broken too,
Making us both suffer

The winds blow hair in my face,
Making me feel something.
The last time I felt,
Was a lie I believed in

Home feels distant now,
Like I'm a dove at the sea
I know the direction I'm flying in,
Have no idea about destiny

Heartless, cruel time,
Making me aware of it's existence,
More potent than mine,
Were you all I was made of?
You the end of my line?

Mystical memories,
Like broken shards of a rusted mirror,
Lie around the house even now,
Knowing not what they were

Fragments of imagination,
Pieces of glass,
How similar they are,
Making us bleed through the cast.
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