You told me lies
I believed as true
The pain gnawed my bone
But I was happy to bear
For whenever you are near
My heartbeat is rare
I believe in someday
And someday is here.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
