First came the storm
And then came the destruction.
The picture started to fade away
Right before my moist eyes
And then came the declaration.
The dreams died, and then the hopes
And slowly died the fears too
And so, dried up my tears too
I walked on, knowing not where to go
But away from you…
Now all that’s left are the memories
And someday, they will be wiped away too.
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