Carved.

Midst our wrongs and rights
We forget to see the paradise.
Why is loss the only way
To makes us realise
What it was
It can never be.
But does that mean
We can not work on it?
This first blow
It only left a mark.
That second one
It was just a scar.
Again as we repeat,
The blame lies on me.
But this time
You have carved
A name deep inside.
So, if you choose to go.
Don’t leave a thing behind.
Even if it is broken, it’s yours.
Take everything.
Everything… that belongs to you.
Now, I dare you!

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