Ever seen those fading smiles

Ever noticed those eyes

Moist, and lips, but they don’t speak

And yet they say good bye

You walk by and hope they’ll stare

Yet you do not turn

As tears are now dropping by

As they still care and hurt

Driven by the thoughts that rush

A history left behind

Stroll into an illusion cusp

Believing return’s hostile

May be there are some moistened eyes

Or maybe all was lie

Or maybe just a lovely dream

Ending with a sigh


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