The northern winds battle with the tides
Flames of disdain embrace meaningless memento's
The emptiness eats at me
I call upon thoughts of the way it used to be
The negative tension yet I wouldn't have it any other way
Please don't tell me what it was
Everything is better left as priceless art
Those morning strolls on the beach aren't the same anymore
The inevitable can never be avoided
Only prolonged
It was never meant to be
Only forgotten
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