The last sliced-pang
By Wikhaiinn



♥
I could have been blind
Or could I've been lost
Am I obsessed?
Or just missin' a thing...?
There's nothing like it.
And,
Being a fool on earth
Living almost in past
Dieing for just one word
With tears from lies,
For here in the center of my vision
It makes me shiver,
Crawl across spines
Moreover to growl than a lion
For what I yearn,
Was holding you close to me
And if I will ever see
You smiling near me again
All I know,
Is to be with you...
Even you've left me all alone,
Still,
I'd never changed my mind
I gave my word.
We knew it from the start
But I never expected it like this
I know that I'm messing things up
And so now
I bestow you
My last gift to you
And
It'll be my farewell ticket...
Take it,
For tomorrow shall come.
Let's move on.
Thank you for everything
And goodbye...
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