Behind the Scenes

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Watching a person from dark corners and alleys.

Staring at a distance with a sorrowful face.

Scared to approach because of a broken promise.

And all the unspoken words was kept in a case.

Lost in my reverie, to mend our broken hearts.

Glancing for a second to know if you're alright.

Blaming myself everyday with those shattered parts.

Verses resonating through my mind every night.

Cascading tears, due to my overflowing guilt.

But still showing my love and care indirectly.

Even if the walls between our worlds had been built.

I'll still be here for you like before, secretly.

Written poems and letters with my hidden sadness.

Floods of griefs and thoughts for you, from pens and papers.

Rejected hope and wishes, asking forgiveness.

Although I lost the chance, escaping your daggers.







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