Memory Pages

[Mar_Moh]

When it comes to an end it comes to a start
Either a new one or the memory of the past

You chose your path!

But my love I have two eyes
One is dreaming the other is arise

This dilemma is tearing me apart

It is easy to close a finished book
But you were the words of my life

Our laughs decorated its look
Our tears arranged into a line

That begins from chapter heart
And ends into chapter knife

How can I put it to the shelf up high
With an arm hardly tied to my heart

You drained all the ink of my vessels
To write my eternal insomnia

I am your favorite piece of art!







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