To where it's unreachable
There lies my heart.
Shattered into scintillating bits,
I still rise.
The pieces keep me alive
From dawn to evenfall.
Days of disguised self nor
Nights of haunted nightmares
Weakened me.
Soaring high with healing scars
I'm impenetrable.
Paodon
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The Afterthoughts
شِعر"The Afterthoughts", is a room where I bottle up my cursory thoughts, hidden from the realm I am existing and presenting it to the world where I yearn to fit (bookish world).
