You called it a day
Left me to dig a grave
For our late night talks
Those meaningless walks
Secretly stolen glances
Those "forced" dances
Your playful smiles
Our locked eyes
Those words you fed me
Were they all a lie?
I'll be in denial for atleast a little while
But what about the plans we made?
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Way of my soul || Poetry
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