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So we broke down again,(4.00 / 1 vote)
As we landed in the corridors of memory castle
We look helplessly, to those serene shadows
Of our long forgone love, which used to cast a beautiful grin on our face
Aren’t we looking flawlessly downcast,
With that coerce consent of being separated.
Isn’t it the doldrums of our era?
This fondness was our landscape of escape.
These memory lanes are witness of our love cycle;
From those highest peak of contentment to
Those deepest ocean of dejection,
Our timid soul was slathered with foam of both ups and downs.
We both were enchanted with each other’s flaws
Still we failed in demystifying our weakest links.
It's hard to sink in, the failure of our dysfunctional love which,
Synced our souls with the magical pain, which we'll crave for the rest of our meaningless lives.
We may unlock each other from the shackles of affection;
But will have a hard time in getting a serene shelter in the arms of rest of the world.
We'll flaunt our melancholy while, masquerading as the happiest soul,
We may be the past for the world, but our own worlds will flourish
With the hope of merger of past with the future.
In those weary eyes where tears of helplessness will dwell;
A little desire of an affectionate alliance will also bloom.
Ours is a monochromatic love painted with the ink of severance,
But in some parallel world poly chrome might be waiting for us.
"We may not end up together" may be this is just an illusion,
Who's to say what destiny might be interested in, perhaps our separation is just a hallucination
So let's take a leave from each other's memory castle with the promise of homecoming.
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