Poetry 13: Behind the Past

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Meeting you again in the same place.
After all these years, both have chased.
Oh wait! What's the meaning this?
We're wearing same color of dress
I can feel the cold hot breeze.

Is this a sign that our fate has been laced?
From that feelings that once were started as a tease?
Deeply, I am silently amaze
Seeing you glaring at me as you pace.

I feel your hotty blaze
Same with you I threw my gaze
Because I can't help myself not to remember how you kiss.
But the very moment, you eventually slapped my face
Like I was in the movie and acting out as a worthless.

What an ugly beast!
I am one of the best.
And I should have not treaten like this.
For that, I could have ran away to the farthest.

I regretfully down for a moment.
Realizing I left him in sorrow and lament.
Now he's gone, acting new in the present.
Maybe, I made his heart turn into a cement.


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Originally composed by: @Prettymira18
Date: March 25, 2014

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