She stood on the other edge
Gazing avidly at the storm
The intensity of her emotion unchallenged
The uncanny wryness unbound
“Perhaps that was the moment
And I missed it for a perpetual realm of pain”
The clamour of destitute wails
Of a screaming love ignored
Of velvet caress of paralysing heartache
“A hand that was expected
Never came to hold me back.
As I moved towards her
She walked way,
The bridge of love between us evapourated
As I fell back into the infinite depth of this numbing nothingness”
The angel of love
Now turned a brute
And with a searing laughter he said
“Broken ends of invisible threads
Never recombine”
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