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Diamonds
That day I couldn’t say it,
 Cause then it would have meant it.
 So much better to ignore it,
 To lie and say I dreamt it,
 You know,
 A farewell only lasts as long as two people show.
 
 Whenever I reminisce,
 All I meet is sadness,
 Regret and being selfish,
 Haunted by these broken dreams,
 Crystallizing on my once dry cheeks.
 
 A city where you don’t exist,
 I hate walking its streets alone.
 Shrouded in a lonely mist,
 Tell me: where should I go?
 
 Unforgettable diamonds on the floor,
 Crashing on hardwood; begging for more and more.
 No matter how sad these events may be,
 I wish for that strength,
 To help me keep facing a new day.
 
 I am always too late,
 I miss the boarding train.
 I’m always left with regret,
 So I shield my heart and pretend,
 That it’s all okay,
 I’m smiling though I know that it’s all fake.
 
 The relics that you left behind,
 Sit on my shelf untouched by my heart.
 I count our dreams in my mind, alone.
 
 Unstoppable diamonds running down my face,
 Hopelessly searching for that sacred place.
 But I know better than to chase after you,
 Now it’s all in the past,
 And I’m not chasing it anymore.
 
 Unneeded diamonds slowly ripped apart,
 Hidden by my proud face; created by your cold heart.
 Seeing you is not an option anymore,
 But I have to keep on pushing and moving forwards.
 
 Surely, the day will come,
 When I will have won,
 Against my bitter feelings,
 Against the memories fleeting,
 Of us, and I can be,
 Whole again within my memories.
 
 And even when this pain lifts,
 I’ll make sure to hold a fragment,
 And I’ll never forget,
 What it meant.

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