You left without a second glance
I chased you down — a foolish dance
You never loved — but still, I fell
a silent storm I couldn’t quell
now all that’s left: a heart grown cold
no more to give — no hand to hold
We drank from wells that love forbade
in shadows deep — where vows decayed
the nights grew long, the mornings pale
each memory — a ghostly trail
I wore your sorrow like a glove —
but now I’m done — no more love
Perhaps one day you’ll speak my name
when madness burns and none remain
but do not knock upon my door
that life is gone — I feel no more
I’ve closed the wounds — unlearned the ache
no more love for your sweet fake
Bursa 22.06.2025
Hasan KocaKayıt Tarihi : 23.6.2025 11:18:00





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