⌈ ILL-FATED DESTINY ⌋
caught in a lie, once again.
back where it all first began.
called it first love,
my mama tried to warn me,
now as i peer at my reflection,
i realise the stigma
of having killed myself again.
had i been awake,
should i have known,
my ill-fated destiny
would remain as known,
how i would've fought
but now the damage is done.
time doesn't reverse,
and nor does the pain.
i must keep on moving
if i want to see the light again.
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TEARS OF THE HEART
PoetryJust like the eyes, the heart cries too; For every unshed tear, it let's itself bleed. With its pleas ignored, a part of it slowly withers and dies. So I will peel off its defensive disguise; let it unravel. Although I am afraid for what you'll see...