THINGS JUST GET COMPLICATED

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I know the moment things get complicated
when my heart ached and my mind went sedated
just like that the beloved belated,
what he had said or what she left unsaid.
Now the new feelings arise in undefined state;
Just like sobbing in a hotel room,
and suddenly a knock from the door by a maid.
An unwelcomed emotion from an unwarning raid,
one just grins with the same old pain, with no escape.
One feels uneasy because he knows what it will turn out to be.
But one must see it through even it’s no longer a reality;
it ‘s stored in the top drawer of memories,
not a real ghost but it’s neither flesh-and bone;
it comes from one’s own mind and emotion,
kind like your own grainy home movie
projected on a crumbled old wall.

Be happy, not moody! 

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