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Raman Gera

Lighting the candles
 of my obscure heart 
I dwell on these fears
 halting me in this path
I wish to break the chains
Kill my silhouette and run away
with you somewhere so far
Even stars wouldn't be able to break us apart 
I embark to find the
 lost fire in your eyes
These clouds will always have
 those pretty  silver lines
Reaching at the end
Surrounded by gloom
The doctor woke me up
warned me not to leave my room
I don't remember a bloody thing of my own life
It's just you I see in these dreams that make me cry..

1 comment

  • This piece has beautiful words with an agonized soul. Amazing expression! Congratulations!


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