Whispers of Failure
Believe me,
I don't want
to see tears in your eyes,
yet, in the rhythm of time,
in the poetry of fate, today,
you dwell in the world of pain.
You know?
Even today, I always think of you—
feelings express dissatisfaction.
How days—
I haven not found you in my thoughts?
When was the last meeting?
When were the final words spoken?
These desires—
in this land of unwanted desires today.
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