The vulnerability if the belief progression were merely a lie
The perpetrator was none but just a few drops of emotions,
A momentous and astound state of emotional existence
Some moments of excellence in the down of the light
The flow of the eternal lights were misnomer and necessity
The longer were the version of the shortlisted content of commitment
The inner full version of the abstract existence,
The dearth of the warmth crept in, cramping the running feet’s,
The journey seemed groovy, full and flowing to heaven,
The warmth of the group of moments were all the good
The longer the dreams the more flowery were the desert in an oasis
But the nights got colder and that lexis dried up
The feelings didn’t it didn’t it spirited and chased and ran and ran
The farther it went the closer it got to the fact the pact which it was
Yet the trust in it and within never allowed to move and stayed on
Long were the pleads but none heard and pushed aside in an asylum of thoughts
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