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When the trust is lost and gone

the roots of our growing disharmony

at the barricades of the heart

The ever flowing tears of the secluded

We crushed what we conceived

The ruins of a dying legacy

Nothing else was as sweet

You used to lift me up

I remember that ethereal serenity

an Illusive sense of security

In times of disbelief to deteriorate

Beyond this killing loneliness

lying at the gates of indecision

The choose has been made