Memories
Memories
those
are thousands abound
The
ones
that
will always be around
Remembrance
I
have in abundance
What
difference does it make?
When
everything is at stake.
Oh!
You are back!
Is
it the same
or
has everything changed?
Inexplicable,
it is
Is
it fantasy
or
my surreal bliss?
Your
eyes
Your
smile
and
your beautiful lies
Speak
in volumes.
One
more chance
or
again am I
in
a false pretence?
Memories
Those
take me back
from
where we started
Now
They
have me surprised
and
startled.
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