Of hopes & February

Taste your vanity underneath my sky
Drown my promiseland, with an easy lie.
Walk with me, to a place you’ve never been.
My days spent repenting, double my sin.

Was it you or was it the fate’s design? 
An easy target I was meant to be blind.
A Pandora’s box for my find.
For my world, it hasn’t been so kind

For things, said and done before.
You will find them knocking at your door
Pledge your hopes under my sun,
You saw them fade, now watch them burn.

 
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