Tight lips, heavy heart
Evil guilt filling my heart
Choosing between two hearts
Shouldn't have been this hard.
But when my heart craves
For the touch of both hearts
It's like digging my own grave
Choosing between those hearts.
Cause one heart might break
Another one might leave
And my own heart will break
Because of them, I'll grieve.
It's so unfair
To choose between two hearts
When you love them both
With all your heart.
So I pick both hearts
To live with
Because without those hearts
I can't live.
-A dedication, Nik.
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Forbidden Thoughts
PoetryWriting is my escape. But as much as it helps me to run from my problems, it also helps me to confess them. Though, no one is a saint, including me. There are words I shouldn't say, feelings I shouldn't feel, and poetries I shouldn't write. So here...
