It wasn't about success
Or money and trade
We used words to coat it
To coat the truth
Cause accepting it was hurtful
Accepting we got to live
Together with failure together with each other
That was what it would bring
If we accept what is in our heart
We're free now
Free from words we covered our naked self
Free from the fear of hurt and also failure
Cause we terminated it
Before these all began
Making me see all those things
All were just a dream and illusion
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The asunder word
PoetryFinding taste in words that are meant tasteless. Words that hold stories.