No matter how hard she tries to mend her soul...
It will remain broken...
How can she be honest with her heart...
When it is broken into pieces...
Which can't be taped together.... The
pages filled by him are the only memories which tells her not to trust.....
It might damage the pious soul which she sew by the thread of pain.....
and endless night she spent waiting for the person who was never hers...
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Relatable
PoetryJust random thought jolted down. These thoughts are the ones which we all have felt once in life...
