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"It all ended in plastic hearts and broken bones, Wild cards chained to thrones Blue farms, where the roses wilt He was blooming with a hint of sin Eyes red, where they all hide Chambers of secrets, undefined."
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A/n; This is probably my first time writing something even more un-understandable. I wanted to do something for the 6k reads and here it is.
Explanation, It's simple, but dark.
How our hearts don't accept endings, and some of us, forget where the limits end. They take highest peaks of devastations and that leaves them with nothing, but a fake heart. Which is referred as 'plastic hearts'. Whereas, 'Broken bones' is referring towards a tired soul.
'Wild cards chained to thrones,' how unfair the society is nowadays. Humanity is slipping through hands. Rich, in any factor of life, has the importance. As if it is a standard.
'Chambers of secrets' is a basically indicating towards a heart. Which has been manipulated and broken, but it still somehow, manages to hide all the feelings and emotions. Without letting all those secrets out of those scars, on which a ripped band-aid is loosely placed.
'Blue farms, where the roses wilt He was blooming with a hint of sin,' and I can never explain these two lines. This is what is simple, but nebulous.
Also, thank you for 6k reads, do I deserve it? No! But do I appreciate it? From the bottom of my heart.
