Those charismatic eyes ,
They , amplier than the skies ,
That holding of hands ,
They , felt like homeland ,
Those dazzling bright smile ,
That serenity without guile,
Those happening moments ,
They , symbiotic proponents ,
The making of a fairytale,
Formation of a beyle ,
Starting to disband ,
The genesis of the end ,
Everything stopped , nothing felt right,
The sun turned dawn , that once was bright,
The love , the care were all of them lies ,
Those twinkling face went pastel of crys ,
The memories were all that's left to adore,
The family that seemed forever grew abhor,
Those ceaseless talking turned to destitution ,
The regrets remains broke all the resolution,
It all ended , turned evocative ,
The feelings burns with care so lenitive ,
Though the end was strident ,
I lost a pole star, I'll always repent .
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