The forestry of loves sentiments
Wilting and shriveling away incessantly
Not being able to bear the overwhelming wretchedness
Unascertained of what lies ahead
I
C
R
Y
Having qualms of where I stand
While my dejected heart dangles
At the end of the rainbow
That is now dwindling away
I
C
R
Y
Facing reality that the passion
He once had is now dead
Piercing my soul until mutilated
Leaving a footprint on my heart

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