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Indecision building up.
Mind stands still as a glacier.
Thinking a herculean task ,
No longer a savior.

Thoughts keep provoking,
The commitments within.
All the wondrous dreams sinking
To my sad chagrin.

Wished to be the one.
No longer a need to be.
Need for warmth and love.
Something within makes me flee.

This mark of seriousness,
Maybe the wish by many.
I'm not yours
No matter what you tell me.

Sureness is an art
I wish I possessed.
You are not the start
As I have just surfaced.

The voice in my head
Is ruling over my mind.
I know I've always said
Forever be kind.

Whether to wash away the shores,
Or whether to leave the marks on the sand.
Let's walk into the unknown doors,
To possibilities grande.

Alamelu

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