Anonymous I’d become,
With a monotonous mind . . .
Circling around an expired dream . . .
Abandoned memoirs . . .
Nowhere to run . . .
Words are all I got now . . .
A Criminous regret . . .
With the thoughts of her luminous smile,
I tried,
I tried to be sober . . .
A broken twist . . . in my every tale . . .
Ashes rained . . . on my every dream . . .
With the thoughts of her luminous smile,
I failed,
I failed to be sober . . .
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