I will destroy you in the most beautiful way,
With whispers of wind and the light of the day.
In colors of dusk, I'll weave my design,
Your spirit shall dance in a soft, sweet decline.
Like petals that fall when the trees sheds its grace,
I'll carve out my mark, yet you'll cherish the space.
With every soft tear, I'll create a new dawn,
In the beauty of endings, a tender reborn.
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Words Best Left Unsaid
ŞiirLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
