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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Nothing remains after the massacre, Of my heart.
I just remember how I used to be in love, I remember the faces, the smiles and caresses But I don't remember the heart.
Now, when I am new in and out Yet living the memories of past I want to remember you, want to meet you, But I don't know who you are Now, in this life.
But I find you everywhere, and lose you always You are far away, waiting for the day The day which will mark the meeting The union of us again.
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Hopeless romantics, let us go mystical and otherworldly while interpreting this poem :)
