Murmur of silence between those words unsaid,
War waging to bring back love from the dead,
Dithering minds paused at a distance, blind to the end,
Who can be an aide? What can come as their aid?
Once it was vivid, now those eyes left dried and unread,
All those disagreement, old memories will shend.

Sun rose to a better day, still my eyes swam in the dark,
Winsome dawn chorus, ears perceived those as stark,
Part of past was sweet, but heart wants to remain cark,
Don’t be in a relation when needy, that love is a mistake,
With it to the grave, your peace and joy, forever it takes.

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