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A luggage, in an empty room
it was a grainy picture
cracked at the edges
that nudged my thoughts
of how you were
wasn't our palms warm then
clasped together
like we would never let go
cast in iron so we thought
the smiles we shared
the dreams we dared
to walked towards to
the foundations built
along the way we forgot
the softness of our hearts
enshrined in our vows
pushed far behind our ambitions
we vacated the room
where our hearts danced
the music faded away
and silence reigned
one day someone else entered
and danced the waltz
enticing you in your shroud
of loneliness to dance
you left to pursue the hopes
of the promises of rainbows
in a new land with renewed vows
just not with me
I whirled along with swans
with an aching heart
left to do the finale
done without an encore
wandering in this room again
squared within my mind
I touched the ghosts
and listen to echoing laughter
of then
this old grainy photograph
a full luggage of memories
is surprisingly light
I walk out into a bright day.
cracked at the edges
that nudged my thoughts
of how you were
wasn't our palms warm then
clasped together
like we would never let go
cast in iron so we thought
the smiles we shared
the dreams we dared
to walked towards to
the foundations built
along the way we forgot
the softness of our hearts
enshrined in our vows
pushed far behind our ambitions
we vacated the room
where our hearts danced
the music faded away
and silence reigned
one day someone else entered
and danced the waltz
enticing you in your shroud
of loneliness to dance
you left to pursue the hopes
of the promises of rainbows
in a new land with renewed vows
just not with me
I whirled along with swans
with an aching heart
left to do the finale
done without an encore
wandering in this room again
squared within my mind
I touched the ghosts
and listen to echoing laughter
of then
this old grainy photograph
a full luggage of memories
is surprisingly light
I walk out into a bright day.
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