Those petty songs that ain't pretty but to pity,
Those melodies that soften enemies and are amenities,
Those dark words that creates a spark and hit us stark.
The lines written in city from your life adding witty,
The tunes taken from you legacies and penalties to make sympathies,
The link that makes a bark and leaves a scarring mark.
It just takes one stupid song to take us back to old unresolved wounds.
~Chaahat
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The Darkest Shade Of Black
PoetryAbout that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About T...
