Deep in the corner of my heart
Love is still there as was in the start
But all the writing with fire
Has become a lost desire
Memories have become phantoms
Though appear as night comes
The pain, the agony is now gone
As I lay in my bed alone
The touch that injured my soul
My dignity, my esteem as whole
The temptations that succumbed me
All have vanished and I m free
Difficult to fathom this line of thought
But this is how I’ve tried to sort
Putting my soul back in the mortal shelf
Losing him is actually gaining myself!
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