Solitude Is My Lust
The fragrance of loneliness is spreading allover. Memories are like burnt wood.
It's burnt but it isn't ashes yet.
The promises are smashed.
And the forehead kisses are just a mirage.
You packed your stuff but you left your shadow along mine.
Ups or downs I won't own you neither you can't!
I found my lust in solitude
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