22 may | late night thoughts

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no words spoken
you were silent to me
as though you had
your lips sewn together

i'm just like a flower
but i cry
then i'll wither
and die

here lying under the stars
with a heavy chest
i was paralysed
dead inside
no rest in peaces
our memories
got my heart in pieces

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