And through my darkness, there's a light, masqueraded into a feeling, I can't see, but I promise to God it's there and warms up the darkest places of my soul. Oh and it feels so beautiful, is so addicting I can't let it go. I want to hug that feeling and make it mine for a lifetime. But, it jumps up from heart to heart, fills up the blank space between the two broken pieces of the heart, and then it leaves, leaving behind the sweet taste that its pain leaves.
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My Secret Phone Notes
PoetryWords, sayings, thoughts of mine and maybe somehow poetry which are written in my phone's notes and nobody sees and knows about them but they keep deep secrets of mine that I'll never have the strength to say. Writing is my escape because there are...
