If my heart was a box, then you're outside
forgetting's easy, I know for I have tried
Not in my heart, for my heart's my art's abode
remembering's past, now, but future's my road
I have loved, shouted, hesitated, sacrificed, cried
Cried, cried and cried, Till I reached the other side
There's sunrise, lightening my heart where art glowed
remembering's past, but now future's my road
No more why, no more you, no more see, no more
no more you in me, F you! says me, then no more
No hope anymore, I'll call nevermore, no
stopped wishing and waiting, I now know my foe
for worthless defender shall not defend thee
and an untrue lover shall not cut thy joy tree
By S. M. Bahalwan
5th June 2011
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