And I'm all drenched in moonlight,
Trying to smoothen out the knots that I've tied,
Willingly or without consent in my soul;
As i witness the gold slowly turning into coal.
The more i unwind the knots so tight,
The more they mingle; all interwined.
I wish you knew a way out of your mind,
But its too late when the world has already turned you blind.
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Messy Bun
PoetryMessy Bun is all about my handwritten lyrical poems featuring the dark and bright side and everything i feel about life. Its my first work on wattpad created with all the love.i hope you like it :)
