What didn't we do right?
Fate's cruel blow swung so strong,
Like a lesion struck with great might.
Pondering on what if,
Shuffling pieces of broken dreams,
Struggling within to realise defeat.
A cure is but of no avail,
The scar a reminder of what once founded,
Always hidden but never forgotten.
Vigours of the body can stand no more,
Hoping for a dream that never burns,
Willing to die to hold once more.
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Reminiscing back to what once was, i manage to squeeze this out of my head. Praying that she will hear my cry with this. Mi amor, i need you back. This heart can take torment no more.