How ancient was your touch,
forgotten pieces of love.
Arrogant I became too soon.
Broken images surround dreams.
So beautiful you stood still
bright with bitter lies dangling.
Anxious and afraid I screamed
to have it all back again.
Boiling over with fear, I lost you.
Amused with past regrets you were
so brave to speak the awful truth,
better we have become in the silence.

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