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୨୧・ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗⁱᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉˢᵗ・୨୧

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My heartbreaks wore different skins ,
          some sang like soft lullabies,
          others screamed like shattered glass
          against the ribs of midnight.
          
          In one, you were a fading melody,
          a song I couldn’t finish,
          the chorus stuck in my throat,
          your name trembling between notes.
          
          In another, you were a storm,
          wild, unrelenting- 
          every memory,a lightning strike,
          every silence, thunder I couldn’t outrun.
          
          There were quiet ones too .
          heartbreaks that didn’t bleed loudly,
          just sat beside me in empty rooms
          and traced your name into the dust of my thoughts.
          
          Each genre told a different story,
          but none could rewrite the ending
          because no matter the rhythm,
          no matter the ruin- 
          every version of my breaking
          still pronounced you
          like a prayer
          I never stopped believing in.
          - P (:

I wanted to be born as a star
           but someone had a different idea . 
          That's how I ended up as the moon . 
          I glow for the world
           yet I hesitate to face my own scars . 
          But yesterday , I saw the sea painting itself beneath my light - changing , 
          just to meet me.
           I have heard stars
           do not bear this weight.  
          
          - P (: 

@sEnTiMeNtAl_ho3 NOPE- DO UUUU LIBEEE ALONEEE???

@Moonlitrosette yaha se bhi bhaag jaungi (: YK me right !?

Kahan ho....?