Engraved upon my hands
The lines called fate
Running away like sands
Memories filled with hate
The silence calls halt
Their smiles are hideous
'Tis not their fault
They be only envious
All that I possessed
Clubbed to death
To become obsessed
Till the last breath
My hope, my refuge
Lie in only one
Ah but time's deluge
Will leave behind none
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