Farah Lye Yusoff

The fall of the past is the constancy of the present
the hidden fear of confusions slowly shed in hopes
witnessed by the dreams
with a promising period of evidence.

I'm weak, I'm defeated, I give up

to the essence embedded in the heart
if it is not mine, then it belongs to you.


that's all I can afford, willingly 
assured with one correlation 

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