"I can forget everything but can never remove the memory of the time when I cried on your shoulder before we parted ways.
I found myself,
I lost myself too.
I felt warm,
I felt really cold too.
That organ in my chest was racing,
It was slowly dying too.
I was gasping for breath,
You were breathing slowly too.
I wanted to stop crying,
But I felt safe in your arms too.
I was clutching your arm tight,
You were holding me close too.
I wanted to cry for as long as I would be able to hold you closer,
I broke like a shattered glass when I cried on your shoulder."
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Chaotic Mess.
Poetry"I can't understand the chaos within me," She whispers finally letting the tears roll down, crumbled in her room, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself, as she begs her heart to stop hurting so much. A collection of pr...
