"Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise. "
All my life, I've been searching for tenderness
Lifting my eyes above, to echo the loneliness
The rain has smoothly fell on my cheeks
Infusing the rupture, mending on the bricks
Once there was child, of smiles and cares
Unknowingly savors the moment it shares
Toward the winds of endless hopes
Toward the plays of gripping ropes
the resonance of the melody
humming in thy mind so profusely
unstopping the memory
in remembrance of the past's melancholy
Oh how the days have gone so fast
In the enchantment of each that never last
For why? all thy good things come to end
Alotting sighs and utterance trying to bend
The caress and the passion
To oblivion it came through
That in begging it will never cease
To deploy the ageless truth
~Mac
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