The tears rolled down one after another
As he made his way, out the door
The memories we weaved pumped out from my heart
Along with his name from its core.
I stood grief- struck along the stairs
As the blood with this pain flowed to my legs
It was hard to realize, all was over
No byes, no baits, and no begs.
All my moments now turned into the memories
All the truth, in a legend
My story which has never been started
Now has gone to a miserable end.
The blood mixed with the agony of pain and separation
To my whole body, as it flowed
I felt my eye-lids getting heavier
As the door opened…and closed!
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