nonchalant to them,
figuring what you meant,
a deep hole you left,
infectious to my head
intrusive thoughts I make
a burial I attend
high above the coffin an image resembling me
living a life I left dying weak
no my dream life when 10 wasn't dry like this
just because of our fairytale love
now I have to pretend fake
love a black weapon
killed the white heart within
why am I saying all this
when nothing seems real
truly land looses fertility, slowly left disowned
never thought a heart would go through all of this
just because of the name Amir
now I'm left in grief
look what runs in my head
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