Dwindling dreams don't worry me
Ancient desires do
Partaking pleasure of another's presence doesn't hinder my far sight
It submerges my oath
Careless benevolence seldom does bother me
I am the story of casualty
Hither tither is your wavering journey
Yet you try and tinker my flame
I ask why?
You wonder why not?
Must you understand,the memories have lead this journey to a fork of knots and ties that each of us breach
They say,they call,they murmur
They usher,with us
From beginnings to end.
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