Lost and found i'm that Pain,
Timid in the moonlight i stand still in the rain;
Even the sky falls apart after twilight,
And the Moon looks pretty up above a height;
When the breeze touches the face,
reminding about the 'Good old days'.
The Heart skips a beat and the thought of you keeps Dancing inside my head,
Causing Sleepless nights instead.
No matter how near or far,
Your memory will always remind me of Scar.
The agony will always remain,
Creating a void inside 'again and again'... π
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