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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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