Where are all your lies that I bought
Now im thinking back and forth,
I still have those texts
They are epitome of stabs,
Still I don’t know
Why I can’t let you go,
Tear full of eyes
While im crawling thru slides,
Feeling bruised
Don’t want you but still I can’t undo,
Those sweaters fuck I miss you
Nobody was like the fake you ,
Just wanna hear my name out loud
But you’ll never care, u never did :)
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Author:
mudraa (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2023 11:24
- Comment from author about the poem: was feeling a bit low , so wrote this-
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Dear kook' Im not Hindu but strongly inspired by sub-Indian continent philosophy and religions !
Meditation keeps the dagger away .
Inch by inch the reality sinks in and like an ebb tide is slowly scoots you away.
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