Believe me on this
I won't be able to please you anymore
After the scars you gave me
It's not you I'm blaming
It was me who opened the heart widely
We may now cry every night
But this fading feeling shall remain
We weren't both starving for pain
But the white cloth will never stay clean
Even the dark surface may change its colour
So did our hearts have realised
Who carved more.
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Unpromising Lies
ŞiirFeelings are precious. When you hurt a person, you are hurt too. It's not today the hurting feelings engulfing you, tomorrow or some day later. We can live in regression but life goes on. If I could, I want to live with you, once more.
