The sighs you let out
I know, are the dreams escaping
that were once locked up and rotten.

The tears you let flow along that song
I know, are the pain nonexistent
that was once buried and forgotten.

The unsettled heart of yours
I know, is the unbearable wait
for the things that may never happen.

The people you let go of
I know, are the wolves you fear
in grey angel skin.

Every glance you take,
Every exception you make,
Every laugh you fake
I know, behind them all
there's fear and foreboding.

But,
A masterpiece dipped in melancholy you are
I also know this.
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@fernweh

© Chintha