We're here, not for long.
Let's make a bond not too strong.
Make some memories along the way
Which would last till the last day
Not too close to eachother
Thats not what we want
Maybe be Known Stranger
That doesn't haunt.
What are we afraid of?
Getting hurt or being Loved?
Maybe both just a little.
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Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.
