I think the separation that hurt the most is when people drift apart without knowing the reason? Reticent mind, painful silence, and arduous vagueness, all teasing the worn-out heart, making parting such a devilish experience. Then there exists this pretentious thought, which peeps from the grayness and through the hazy window of a murky mind, giving the delirious heart to raise a tender chance of a fast diminishing hope, ironically making egress a difficult task to fathom.

Emotions blemishing sanity, eyes brandishing gargoyle vision and mind oscillating between sudden sparks of blithe and many bursts of sorrows. Often a lifetime goes by seeking answers and then at the end the mind buries the battered soul in a shell, trying to survive the life, as we call, an ostensible paradise.

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