Forbidden
but never forgotten…
blooming in colours
but smells rotten…
my love for you
my life it shortens…
I worry and worry
if you are warm or frozen…
if there is light in your life
or are the days darkened…
if you have someone to care
or are you lonesome…
my festivals about you…
lost in your thoughts’ my celebration…
it is bright and beautiful in my mind
even though I was forsaken…
it doesn’t matter much…
it never was you
only my obsession…
both of us…
in oblivion…
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