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I die a thousand deaths, with every "but" I hear
And with the advent of storms people just disappear.
Nothing is forever, as promises are smeared,
With many "buts" to follow and terms to clear.
In the mist of ecstasy, I was promised the sun,
And then was left in the scorching heat, alone to burn.
I don't regret the pain, as it makes one but stronger
I do regret the laughs though...
As they make one stay longer!
The illusion was blinding, and I trusted my inner eye,
It led me on a path, that may end  with a goodbye.
I may pick up the pieces, and go my own way,
With a part of me left behind and my belief gone astray.
It may take me ages to turn whole again,
To find my right balance, to overcome the pain.
Lost in the desert, staring a strange mirage.
The "buts" are holding and promises are at large.
Nothing is forever, as promises are smeared,
With many "buts" to follow and terms to clear.
                                    --------------(c) Dixy Gandhi