Words spill out secrets
And the more I speak, the more I regret
Yet, my lips remain parted until I utter a new word
And so it goes on, this story of telling tales!❣
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Long back in my heart was A pain intense because, The string binding us was broken, But when the wound healed, I was awoken, To know I must love my faults.
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