I left my heart sores unstiched,
to let the sufferance drain through.
Retrained my heart,
to tear apart in your trance to delude.
Will let you put me over for another time,
while I withdrew.
@Maya
"From the what-if's to the if-then"
I left my heart sores unstiched,
to let the sufferance drain through.
Retrained my heart,
to tear apart in your trance to delude.
Will let you put me over for another time,
while I withdrew.
@Maya
Beautiful poem Maya.
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My pleasure.
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Beautiful 👌
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