[of dreams and galaxies]

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I wish of a place
Covered in warmth of the love that I could never have but I do have it now
Of hundred kinds of nooks in the broken house that was always left open, expected to be felt with the silence and the tears and the anger
And everything that ever hurt me
A house waiting to be filled with comfortable silence, oozing sadness with every breathe I took
home left in breathes and smiles and tears
is not always a home but rather a rebound
a sign that it hurted it still does
a rebound less of a home and more of a tear jar
it's walls, covered with destroyed piece of art / heart, eyes that scream sadness,
broken glass or was it just rain
3 am and it clenches around my heart
the unknown yet wishing it's peaceful
what is keeping us like this
what is keeping us like this
what is keeping us like this