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THE FINAL GLIMPSE
THE FINAL GLIMPSE

One last look,
One last stare,
One last smile,

Those eyes,
Your sparkling eyes,
Is no longer mine,

Blue skies,
Our little paradies,
Are now braided with lies.

Your smile,
Your almond shaped eyes,
No longer belong to mine.

The butterflies,
The little white lies,
They just died.

I said it's platonic,
It's just platonic,
But why it's tragic?

There you are,
And here I am,
Are we really that far?

Now, it's the final glimpse,
The highest point of pain,
At last, it ends.

© Midnight Rain