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⌈ IN WOE ⌋
those days we laughed
till our lungs collapsed
where are they?
the times we shared,
our love uncompared,
when were they?
we swore an oath,
it died in loath,
now where are we?
the chain we held so tightly,
of love the bond we seeked,
not strong enough to compete to us,
torn by meager words of agony.
now when i seek for redemption,
it's too late to take back
what we kindled so hastily.
suffer in the web of woe
we spun so beautifully.
YOU ARE READING
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...
