It is foolish,
to keep the memories in silver,
to still have the tattoos of your lips all around my shattered self,
to hold on to something that is mere past to you,
to try to go back...
The golden past is gone,
rainy future is here,
to always remind me of my mistakes,
to torture my soul,
to bury me deeper each sunny day,
to never let me live...
I promised to love you until I died,
I will keep my promise,
I may become stone,
I may not even stand the pain and suffering,
But I am a phantom that will never let you down again,
I will die with your name on my lips,
to carry this love to my hellish grave...
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