

Moving onThoughts of you, a ghost lingering in the dark, dusty corners I fight to escape but I find myself infected Only to know, this life, this thing called love A blossom forever blooming, can never be defiled As it fills me with the richness of easeMoving on
So how will this occupation, this obsession continue to control I want to expire the fixation, douse the flame with recognition That the history is just a memory of another existence And appreciate the experience of a long time ago Where frozen time never thawed but floated away And lock the memory, back in the place where it dwelled be
Blossoms
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