Practicing lines day and night
Essential part for bidding farewells
Meeting the one with delight
Lost its enchanted joy when he tells
Stillness eats you from the core
Creating discarded memory
Tried to get away once more
Haunts you back from the start constantly
Clueless, Soulless eyes of two
Perfected art of saying goodbyes
Worry stained its golden hue
Mediocrity right before the cries
For words make me take aback
Sweet lyrics surprisingly avert
How these gentle tears leave cracks
Yet continues to mourn for the hurt
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