Gone
She has vanished from my life but not my mind
Without warning or trace
I should have expected this for this is my life defined
Once clear on the future but now confused by a face.
My love was a fairytale
Which she would not believe in
Yet she wont release me from this cage,
These bonds of Love that are my only sin.
Now its over, gone but not forgotten.
This has been my story too many times
Now I am tired of being bitten
Of being the victim of passionate crimes
Of paying the price for my own misfortunes
And of those who lay my heart to ruins.
Copyright © Pravir Dass | Year Posted 2007
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