An incomplete dream,
my haunted desires,
knocks in mind, throbs in heart.
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Breeze failed to penetrate,
moon vanished in darkness,
silent crowd turned into mannequin.
*
Roses are not pleasing,
rain is no more refreshing,
luxuries became disturbing.
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Tears are dried, smiles are faked,
silence screams, rocks shattered
this is what I felt, after meeting you.
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