Friday, June 17, 2016

The Pretenders Of Love

We started to walk that night with no clue where to go,
We walk past the street lights and neon sign boards,

In silence we were walking no word from mouth swayed,
The air touched our skin, was the only thing we felt,

We were walking in search of release and to let go of the pain,
The road was straight but our thoughts were vague,

The irrelevance of our walk could be seen on our face,
Are we trying to keep up with life's pace?

Are we pretending, to be in love for goodness sake!
Will we never find the road that led us to our grave?

We know before the last breath the pain is hardest to bear,
Then we looked at each other again, the one last time and in darkness we saw us fade.

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