Buried

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Somewhere beneath the sand
I felt that buried heart of mine
Beat yet again,
Were you there with
the autumn wind,
Or was it another
broken masquerade?
I see it happening again,
My story becomes yours and
Your adventures will be ours.
I find myself walking
towards the beach,
To find that chest
we buried together.
Is a lifetime enough
for that broken part?
Or is it just my time
to take apart the pieces,
It was yours,
never to be mine again,
But why do I get
these chances of fate?
Will I have to choose again?
Between what I am,
And what you made me to be?
Wondering the ways, I feel sand
Under my feet, where is it?
Where did we bury the one
You claimed as yours?

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