Wrongs, Illusions, and the End

That one could feel wrongedwithout being wronged,is a strange thing. That just by existing,by being realthe heart could bleed –of course it’s job is bloodly. And thus, honestly serves only aslong as it’s sweet. Bitter thingsare bitter anyway. We’re seeking illusionsto pass till the only real thing comes – the end.

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Molecules

That by adding just one molecule unto another, a new element emerges- by one tiny little molecule. What then, can we do to each other both of whom a compact combination of uncountable molecules.

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Why does my already half heart keep breaking fully all the time?

Love Returned

Love returned and not taken is like a perfume spilled over your dress. You cannot deny the scent by hiding it inside the closet; You can only wear the dress in the open air for the smell to fade in time. The next time you’ll smell the scent, it won’t hurt. It will only be…

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Behind These Neat Mask of Mine | Poetry

Behind these neat Mask of mine, It’s a mess of a Different kind. Veins and miles Of veins all over, Carrying bloods Of all kind. Where does it reach I wonder, That begins at the center And prolongs all over. Behind these neat Mask of mine, It’s a mess of a Different kind. Should I…

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