Unheard Whispers (Poetry)

Unheard Whispers (Poetry)

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"The words in my mind are playing hide and seek The same way the truth is I am a lost soul My body and soul have separated Yet the memories swim freely in my brain Brought to life by both your absence and presence Is it the memories or is it love That makes me hold on to your fading hand?"
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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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