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Dead hopes!
From the city of memories;
It was a road of dead hopes;
Where I had freed Fantasies;
Holded the reality in ropes;



Bodies were warm;
But the Soul was ever cold;
Truth wasn't having any charm;
Fake was glittering like gold;



Captivated all the pain;
Visible through bleeding tears;
Words were not washed by rain;
Resembling my fears;



I betook myself to dusky Woods;
Hopeless eyes, face turned pale:
Cold waves darkening moods;
Much bitterness I used to Exale;



I adored someone, I broke:
Burying now my shattered soul;
A bright Sun's sudden stroke:
Showcased mine tender goal;



I Could say I lost everything:
But actually I was careless;
Sluggish me betrayed for nothing;
Disheated me became heartless;



© Aruwrites