If you could erase what has been written in my heart;
What has been painted on the canvas of my meaningless art.
What has been engraved through ages inside the cage of my mind;
If only the past was easy enough to rewind.
If only you could wash away what has been depicted in my dreams;
What I constructed passionately in my daydreams.
What has only carved my way towards vacancy.
What has been printed as nothing but fallacy.
If only you could destroy the manuscript of my life story;
What had been once, a gold plated history.
But is now, a tarnish sobstory.
What had been beckoned as dreams by my hopeless eyes,
what was once born to rise;
But is now, nothing but a cobweb of lies.
If only you could tear-
What has been written on the pages
of my diary through ages;
I would finally surrender to your supremacy.
If only you could prove the authenticity of my ashen prophecy,
I would bow down before you and your golden legacy.
If you could prove that my imagination is real,
I promise that I would let your pain, you scars heal.
Because you're my soul, I'm your existence;
I'm your incarnation,
You're my reliance.
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