None cares to listen, but Lot of things to say,
Words are in plenty but dreams asleep they lay;
The lips part to shout but never hug to kiss,
moments flow through the mind, but none of them, i miss;
For that glimpse of happiness, the pursuit had always been on,
our fingers linger around uselessly,with the magic, long gone ;
Those lovemarks you gave me darkened and vanished in time,
But the scars inside remind the pain, when every night they chime.
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