moon illuminates the night with sorrow
in desolate as my tears gravely flow
to our love that i strongly hold
repeating in my mind, aching in my soul
the night stands still in troubled silence
delicate breeze movingly around me
hoping it breathes away my sadness
instead, it whispers of our love to me
forever fighting to always stand strong
turn a blind eye to what have gone wrong
parading confidence staying headstrong
foolish pride overrules too long
quavering within battered and bruised
fighting a battle i bound to lose
torturing my soul defying the truth
living a lie hopelessly doomed
jaded of illusion i absurdly create
arm wides open surrender to fate
lose these four walls consciously shaped
admitting mistakes, is it too late?
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