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Memories


Through the windows of our memories piercing as sunlight

You still wake from my dreams churning day out of the night

With each breath you grow in me in each breath I die

You can’t find the earth in me and I keep searching your sky

Two entwined souls destined to be a kite

Through the windows of our memories piercing as sunlight

You still wake from my dreams churning day out of the night

 

I see from your perception or you are stationed in my eyes

My darkness elopes with your light through every lows n highs

At the core of my heart there is a hollow space

Where we embrace our silences amidst this mad race

Where other colours express themselves devoid of black n white.

Through the windows of our memories piercing as sunlight

You still wake from my dreams churning day out of the night

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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