today
the heart in my chest
feels lonely
it's a little cold
missing the warmth
your good words
brought along
my deep smiles
have gone for good
for they got impatient
being polite
all day long
and yet,
it doesn't feel wrong
to have sold
my happiness
all those years ago
even though,
to me
you did never
belong...
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©AmaliaAbbar28122018
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Paper Wings
PoetryIn a blink, paper wings from before and after join their hands-- to carry me off, to carry me away; to a country, where happiness is the medium; to a country, where tears are taboo; to a country, with one season. A season dictated by Paper Wings...
