The line between love and hate is paper thin.
You can hate someone so passionately, but still love them with every broken piece of your heart.
And the desire to let them go, goes hand in hand with the need to cling on to every little part of them.
Every shattered memory.
And it's not fair,
And it kills you oh so slowly on the inside.
Then you end up writing more words than you speak.
And it are those unspoken words that we hide.
Because they hold more secrets and truths than the Holy Bible.
Those unspoken words come in many shapes, but each is a piece of art.
A piece of art only fewer people will understand.
Because there is so much more than meets the eye.
Looks decieve, and in the end, we only see what we want to see.
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I am sorry if you feel offended because of the line with the Holy Bible in it, I don't mean anything wrong with it.
I myself, am a religious person, so I really didn't mean anything bad with it.
YOU ARE READING
It's a journal
Poesía''Instead of blades, I use pens, but it is still my blood covering the pages.'' Comment or like if I have helped or inspired you. Also if you are having trouble or you are feeling down, Feel free to talk to me. I might not be able to take the pain...
