“Slowly, your words have turned into a riddle,
In the stretching silence and growing distance;
My reckless love got lost in the middle
As your promise vanished in an instant.

Unknown games unfold in secrecy,
Thought I knew you, turns out I didn’t;
In dust, lays my haunting, innocent memory,
The one that held your heart and believed in it.

Have mercy and save the blind or call her guilty –
If to wholeheartedly love is a crime then I’ve committed it,
And to witness my trust being strangled by the clocks’ hands
Is the penalty I have to bear, without knowing where your love stands.”


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