There is a beauty in pain.
Unseen story in suffering.
Unheard voice in yearning.
I wish I could have shown it to you .
I wish I could have told it to you.
But I'm afraid to lose you.
I wish I could have given you the colours of life.
But I'm longing for darkness.
Can't I still reach out to you ?
Is it not over yet?
Yet......
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Author:
Serene Corrigan (
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