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a year ago

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This world is running away—
Fleeting like our shattered dreams.
May you reach old age with laughter,
My beautiful friend.

The flowers—the innocent flowers,
they fill me with sadness.
We sat by as their petals dwindled
In the scorching winds of our past.

The years—the long years,
Dissapear, into the next—
Into the after.
Until next year my love,
Our youth will fade.

Peaceful stranger.
I have no kingdom—no rest.
Turn me to stone—like night,
Turn me into obsidian.

Only your violent kiss,
Could remove me.

Arsalan Lavang

Published a year ago

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