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dead night

DEAD NIGHT
Why is it that i can hear the rustling leaves beneath your shoes even to this day?
Did it not pain my heart even then, just that tad little bit to see you escape my gaze....
yes it did,my love
it did all the way
Till we reached the last curve and oh
i did let you go away..
confrontations are a bitch they say
but ignored ravings and emotions gone all awry are not a sweet cake,certainly nay
the leaves kept rustling
i kept murmuring
oh just not today....
i am still not ready today....
but my hands held tight to my own hindsight
it never was meant to be i say
but then how is it i still cry and every time i sigh
the leaves rustle by my side
and you go away....
all over again...
you go away.....

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