I might say it a thousand times
I was hurt and I cried
But again and again I'd tried
To have a forgiving heart
I love you despite we already fell apart
No more turning back
Only memories to cradle and stack.
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Tea Poetry
Thơ caPoetry 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...
