(1)
Life has made us both into vectors
Disguised as lambs
And it has fooled us into thinking
We both are the innocent ones
The sun is more my friend than the moon
And that is not her fault
I happen to just look at the light in myself more fondly
In the day, than I do at night
(3)
You slip into the waters of your contempt
And you beckon me towards you
With one graceful gesture.
Instead I turn and leave
Because being without you
Is better than feeling lost.
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