three months of breathing clean air
I still miss the smoke.
Whenever the blue sky falls to darkness,
i always pray to go back to past.
the goddess of timing is deceptive again
My heart that was full of happiness
left me bleeding..
that even band aids cannot fix it,
But I hope someday this wounded heart
will finally accept what's been gone.
🪽
21 May 2024
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coeur blessé: THE LOST MANUSCRIPTS
شِعرMy enthusiasm for writing has sud3denly faded, like if my glass heart has broken into pieces that can never start again. I searched the depths of the sea, but all I could find was emptiness. I used to think that love might be golden, but now it's al...
