Two hearts interlaced in the embrace of cold but one hand disappear away when it started to snow, the other got fragile because of the coldness so the other decided to drink the poison of fib,
The mirrors don't wish to see my reflection,
And a lesson I learned is, you feel the warmth on your back till that fingers align you with affection,
But it's all lost as it vanishes away,
When you lay back on the ground you see yourself dancing in the hallway,
-Sash
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Weary nights🌟⚡🧿🪄
PoetryThis is a collection of 13 poems, that come from my sleepless nights, not all nights swing you to sleep, not all nights are peaceful, and some nights you stay up at night talking to your ghosts, and phantoms but there is a hidden beauty, not that be...
