The Last Time I Kissed You,
Was in my dreams.
The longer I wanted to indulge,
The sooner I was pulled out.
Though my heart was broken,
I've to accept the truth,
I live in reality not in dreams.
Bruh it's too awkward for me to write. My single heart can't tolerate this mushy stuffs Lmao. Fuck why the hell I agreed to write this prompt anyway.
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Faded Lines
PoetryA book of emotions narrating about the faded lines which are forgotten in the passage of time. A poetic outbrust of encaged feelings I'll post quotes, selfmusings, microtales, poetries written by me from time to time. Updated Twice A Day In short, i...
