Silent winter of summer lashes our hearts
no one can undo baneful things
Lifeless, i stayed in the shades of my own abyss
another chance is what i ask for.
broken mirror salvages my reflection
stands in a world full of illusion
holding the last picture of infatuation
a replica of my one old self.
cool breeze of sorrow enlightened my mind
leaving my footprints behind
the scars of unveiling truth torments
feels like imprisonment in Azkaban.
unwanted.
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