Unsent Feelings
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Last published Mon, Jun 22, 2020
All through years, I kept these feelings all in the dark, buried in the depth of my heart. Little did I realized that like a little seedling, it will seek light, and eventually grow.
Now, will you hear my voiceless messages creeping for light, struggling to be heard? Or will you just decline these bittersweet feelings pleading to reach you and be sent to you heart?
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