words that got clogged up in my throat are now choked up as sharp edge of blade that slashed up every barrier just to be freed in any form to transform into a seed one day it will trun out to be the strongest tree
Here we live in thousands miles apart but on the same bed
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you have given me nothing but bullshit enough to be fed
Here we lay in silence, curled up sheets tangled to our bodies restraining ourselves above anything that could be said
Thinking ....
Sometimes somthings are better left unsaid
Our heart are filled with resentments our cores are tinted with abhorness
From the start was this how we truly felt
The hands that clutched my heart were they always drenched in coldness
Were my caresses nothing but sting to your skin
Feels like in my every cry you said Amen
Some were for you some were for me
MY BELOVED ONE like I said
Some times Some things Are better UNSAID .................
-Am.Ar
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I know most of them are dark Im trying to think more of positive ones but I guess bright is not my colour of thoughts to conjure them up and throw up a rainbow but though I am not a dark person I think yes I do think different and that is all ...
