We go our separate ways through the portals of love. Truth was in creating, not the aftermath. Can't say I was nothing before you came into my life. but I will keep the memories for when my soul gets weary.
Bittersweet stores, they always have no end. In the quietude of daybreak, we watch the sunligh bend. Can't say I was nothing before you came into my life but now I'm late for the urban train to get back on the road again!
Running thristy in the rain I'm breaking through those clouds again!
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