for a sight, a touch and a smile
my journey still lasts many a mile
was it worth leaving my sanity ?
to cater to whims of my vanity
days grow cold, nights are colder
me n death walk shoulder to shoulder
guilt and desire pushes me forward
while my heart hides like a coward
dreadful darkness seeps from the void
condemning us to a fate we can't avoid.
She comes to me in my dreams
But still she seems so far away
For as long as the soul music goes on
This dance of ours will be going on.
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