Your separation has broken my morale,
Remained incomplete, I was writing a tale.
I wanted to write an epic,
With the ink of your love that I couldn’t seek.
Your dreams are my nightmare,
In lonely to them I can’t bear.
Without you I am burning inside,
Take my writhe away on a ride.
Now I don’t want to live life with you,
Don’t send your memories even in few.
They are dagger on my rest and loneliness,
Now I will learn to live in the emptiness.
I have loosen my own identity,
To give you more importance than myself.
But, now I will live for me and for whom who cares for me,
You are no more there in my heart, it seems to me
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