No one told me
a flame would burn
No one told me
a cut will bleed
I was never told
a wound will still heal
Made a cut, she
in my heart..
Made a cut, she
and it kept bleeding..
And came she, seeking the heat
I served at my funeral pyre..
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1 year ago
2 comments:
omg.. srsly man, awesome.. really touching.. totally emotional.. short but still sure has a HUGE effect.. btw, jus outta curiosity, do all these poems relate 2 ur life? or plain imagination?
Hey buddy,
Been a long time since I last visited your blog...so thought of checking out...
Must say your poems are really really beautiful..Quite unique in the sense that in simple words, you explain everything.... Amazing talent...keep it up....
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