I waste my time recalling moments of past,
I wanna cast off shackles from my trembling feet,
Angelic feeling`s stuck in dust,
I`m no more yielding, no more sweet.
Love`s like a diamond in the rough,
It makes u stronger for a while,
U get addicted, take a dose at first enough,
Then weakness fetters u takes u to the sadness isle.
I`m sick of needless words and promises of love,
I don`t wanna stagger on the razor`s edge,
U broke me to pieces, made me lose u as my half,
U thought I`ll keep on living like a prisoner of golden cage.
I can`t restore what`s washed away by rain,
I cannot cry the tears I used to cry before,
That silence stifled my desire but revealed the pain,
U crashed my will and left alone at other side of door.
Recalling past...
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