Abandoned

Please walk slowly on these paths

as you unravel me

starlights, city of dreams

tempted

lost soul,

under these wrapped belief

as these crumpled pages which show my condition

have never been read before,

wearing the moonlight

quite like her,

but my heart has been fragmented

and flawed

and left in the fiery flames to burn;

in a scattered state

the process continues,

realizing,

shattered and abandoned.

These bark of trees

mark the age of our bond,

the era of selfless togetherness

the cortex and the ellipse around

filled with the pigment

of my heart squeezing love.

This is art

that once was taken forgranted.

But the notes given,

the words still remained the samem

They are beautiful,

unlike anything,

painting dreams in the crystal of love

blending in the moments alive in you,

which you've read before and they have been waiting for you.

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