The days of gloom
Two lovers who promise never to leave each other,
A sequel they might gather, while rain scatters,
But lately, it's been one woe after another.
Rose colored glasses all distorted
As all promises are left unsorted..
Another unreasonable bluffing
As it was made in passing...
Now our days have turned misty
As we have we reached the point of parting
This farewell leaves me in pain
As am only left with the silver colour.
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