NAPATSORN TREESAP

I see you hanging there
A pretty wall of old conversations 
I see you standing there
Immovable freeze
Buying a doze of time to keep me

I see you hiding there
The periphery of decisions
Our golden age, our yellow dreams
I see you

I see you while I was lying there
In cold feet under the blanket of insecurity
Above the fragile minds that you kept playing
But never believe 

In the beginning of an affair 
In the middle of the ending
In between faith and fury
In the electricity of soulful pleased
In the future of the glory
Valedictory— everything in between 

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