Dark side
I have been broken too much for too long,
ran out of feelings. Breathless soul indeed i became.
Have patience with me i cried out, you said i belong in the trashcan but eventually i will be recycled.
Bright, shinning and gliterring ,
By then i hope you recall the words of humilations and hatrate you stained me with.
i loved but i died,
i laughed but deep down i scatetered and could not put back the broken pieces together.
Am the monster in your makiing,
dont't blame me , look at the clouds and the crowd. Its the cause of my rejuvination.
Hope you realise that ones, white as snow , i lived till the invasion which tormented and rendered me sleepless for ages.
brown, proud and flawless, wordless and passionless . You came to my life for a moment, had it blissfully, thought you were godess of heart whom i would offer my first and my last greetings
Too high above the tears i shed , you stood aloof while i sat . begged and asked to be released from the hold of eyes too blind for tears and heart too stern for pity.
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