Can we still do this?
Passion is now amiss
It
is no longer the way it use to be
But
then it started well
Because
love is blind
We
could not see
See
our true self
Is
that how love is?
It
makes the truth hidden
I
dream dreams and now I want to say that it cannot be realized
I
am back to where we use to be
And
I see not what was so wonderful about here
Was
there a time I was here?
All
of a sudden I am so tall
That
I no longer have any memory of those days
I
hold no grudge about anything done against me
Now,
I have a clear mind
Likewise
a clear sight of what’s up
Were
we meant to be?
Were
we so selfish?
I
guess so
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