I wrap the blanket around my shoulder
Until I am cocooned in the tremors
I won't stop hurting me
I can't make myself still
There are secrets everywhere
But there are answers nowhere...
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Has it ever happened to you that even after trying to forget something at every step of life you take you just can forget it and it strikes you at every moment and every second of your day...
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PoetryPoetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance......Poetry is a clear expression of mixed feelings....to me, poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found its words. Highest rank: 27