Best Suits In Your Ashes

People often says-
What makes me raise?
If it's your feelings then gone- 
left me alone-
But is it true?
Can it be as much obvious as was you?
Thrill to capture the moments we had-not so bad.

I really hate you!
For reason it's anything but not true.
I'm not an emperor, nor you're my throne,
I did leave my ashes while yours gone.

But even if it's all and you're the reason of my wrath-
Not so imaginary but yours photographs still warms my heart.
Cold my feelings with yours still charming my night-
On a serious note I still live in your closed sights.

Some awfy solitary nostalgia so with customery worlds colours and brushes- 
No! It's not enough. 
still my sketch best suits in your ashes. ..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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