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In the silence of the night,
In your words of waste,
I felt the spark of your fleeting love,
A fire that burned without a beat.
You were a lightning bolt in my dark sky,
A bright and pure gleam,
But fate separated us,
And today only the bitter memory remains.
Your love was fleeting, like a runaway star,
That shone bright and elusive,
You left me breathless and without peace,
Your fleeting love, my eternal loneliness.
You caught me with your charms,
You wrapped me in your arms,
But in the dawn you went away,
Leaving me alone and torn.
@madhur3 The contrast between the fleeting spark of love and the bitter memory that remains is touching and realistic. Thanks for sharing Regards
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