You try and try with all your might, I try and try with mine,
To run, escape, go far away, to breathe, to go and hide.
But we end up standing and standing still, holding every breath,
We end up still and face to face, with confused minds and heads,
This crossroad was supposed to be a road we'd take together،
But all our dreams and hopes flew by like a air borne feather.
Wry smiles are passed, and contemplations, they meddle with our brains,
And time has left a hole between, two people now estranged.
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