by l0neher0
One meter, two meters, three, make it four, I'm riding this train like I've never done before
It was fun until it last but what is it for? I used to see only the destination, but not anymore
To the left side, then back to the right, hugging the pillow, trying to make everything right
I'm lying in bed for hours, days to nights, these fabricated memories are running out of sight
Let me savour this lie, smile once in a while, clock is ticking, but this heart is breaking
I saw the ending, but what's the meaning? Is there an essence of reading when pages are fading?
Please stay, one more minute, few seconds will do, let me enjoy a moment with image of you
Let me dry these tears in this endless road, please stay for now, I promise I will let you go
Just one more glance at your picture and smile, one last text, last private message across the mile
One - two - three - you're finally free, out of this life, last emotion poured in this final poetic line
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